Painful Love -------------------------------------------
Glaring through my tear-stained eyes
I stare at your face
and wonder why?
Would you have said the things you said?
If you knew what I had wished
Alls I wanted was to be dead.
Your unconcious hateful words tearing at my flesh
left me looking like
cut, stained mesh
One day I'll supass this pain
Untill then I'm fighting to keep myself sane
I love your beautiful emotion my friend, but please let me say... love is not painful. Love is what conquers the pain. Love is what we are when pain does not excist, does not hold sway any longer on what we do... or who we are. Love is a way of life beyond fear, doubt, pain, anger, hate or dishonesty. Love is what you are when you truely express yourself and let yourself be what it is you can be. You do not guide love, it guides you... My friend this poem is a beautiful expression of your heart and i greatly admire you for it... but please, let yourself be free of what you think love is, and open yourself up to what love can be... Take care my friend, it's been an honor reading your heart...
Love makes us do some screw up things. Not only to our lover but to ourselves. I hope you are way way way way past this point in your life and these poems are only growing experiences. Don't beat yourself down because you chose a jackass. Just don't do it again. As far as your writing is concerned. Keep doing what ya doing.