You say you understand
But don't
That you hear, that you know
That you get it…
But
If you did, we wouldn't have repeated a painful history
Back to square
O
N
E
Trust no longer as strong
Comfort and rose tint almost gone
Confused and wounded
Worst thing is...
You aren't doing anything about it
Maybe you just don't think there's anything to fix
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The random ramblings of an aspiring Poet, tilted on one side and uneasy on the other - Given to Natalie A Fiawoo S.O.A.P
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Torn Roses
My personal space smells of
Spring time sunshine
Of
Sweet thoughts and happiness
Of
Beauty
Of
Vanilla, Plum and Torn Roses
Of
.
.
.
You
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Spring time sunshine
Of
Sweet thoughts and happiness
Of
Beauty
Of
Vanilla, Plum and Torn Roses
Of
.
.
.
You
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Shaken
In shock
I tremble
Caught off guard
You didn't have to
Never really expect a 'Thank you'
That isn't why I do what I do
Belief in you
Simple
Still... I can't help but smile
Nobody really does this for me
A big fat softy
Heart is yours
Made me feel special
You didn't have to
Thank you
Thank you
Thank you
Gosh...
I Love you
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Concussion
I am unable to look at you
For this conjures feelings of discomfort, longing and regret
Thoughts made up in my own mind, my own head
I black out in memories of touch, taste, smell
Imaginings of what was not
Yet
I dreamt
Allowed my own disillusion to cloud my judgement
I dreamt
Misunderstanding our connection
I dreamt
I just thought…I just wanted to... But what about…
Well…
Nevermind
My attachment to you made you turn to me, look me dead in the eye and pretend you were fine, happy even…again
The worst feeling in the world
My fault
My regret
Head lowered I make my way slowly and quietly back to my corner
Ashamed that I did it again
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For this conjures feelings of discomfort, longing and regret
Thoughts made up in my own mind, my own head
I black out in memories of touch, taste, smell
Imaginings of what was not
Yet
I dreamt
Allowed my own disillusion to cloud my judgement
I dreamt
Misunderstanding our connection
I dreamt
I just thought…I just wanted to... But what about…
Well…
Nevermind
My attachment to you made you turn to me, look me dead in the eye and pretend you were fine, happy even…again
The worst feeling in the world
My fault
My regret
Head lowered I make my way slowly and quietly back to my corner
Ashamed that I did it again
S.O.A.P® Blogging on the go...
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Paper Heart
He was different
Allowed her to stop protecting herself and once again be the person she was before the pain began
Before all those scars marked her near perfect derma
His touch must have contained something magical because suddenly these scars began to heal
Her wounded, burnt, scratched and sore skin became little more than blemished
Some still remained but others completely vanished
A balm unlike any other
His smile erased memories of mental and physical abuse, rape, abortion, attempted suicide…
Adorable
He became her lover
Then he went deeper became closer
Someone she trusted
Best friend?
Maybe…
Only she could never tell him
Fearful that the weight of what he had given to her would make him feel unworthy
He sent his Love via email and she questioned it
Unsure of whether he really saw his future at her side
She dreamed of loving him with her whole being
Of giving the world to him along with everything in between
He really was her knight in shining armour
Moonlight shone on him even in the day time
For she knew that she would always have everything she needed...
As long as he stood next to her
Allowed her to stop protecting herself and once again be the person she was before the pain began
Before all those scars marked her near perfect derma
His touch must have contained something magical because suddenly these scars began to heal
Her wounded, burnt, scratched and sore skin became little more than blemished
Some still remained but others completely vanished
A balm unlike any other
His smile erased memories of mental and physical abuse, rape, abortion, attempted suicide…
Adorable
He became her lover
Then he went deeper became closer
Someone she trusted
Best friend?
Maybe…
Only she could never tell him
Fearful that the weight of what he had given to her would make him feel unworthy
He sent his Love via email and she questioned it
Unsure of whether he really saw his future at her side
She dreamed of loving him with her whole being
Of giving the world to him along with everything in between
He really was her knight in shining armour
Moonlight shone on him even in the day time
For she knew that she would always have everything she needed...
As long as he stood next to her

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