Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Some words

A few of my poems, or just random thoughts and such.......


Jump in the car
turn the key.
Full gas tank
now I'm free.

Headlights are on
foot's on the gas.
Clear road ahead
nothing more I could ask.

Music is cranked
windows rolled down.
Speeding my way
out of this town.

Tear off my mirror
not looking back.
I need to start over
and get my life on track.

Wasted my time
chasing after you.
But something changed
and that day I knew.

I wasn't for you,
You weren't for me.
It never would've worked
we weren't meant to be.

So I'm leaving,
gotta get out of here.
There's no looking back,
I'm not going to shed a tear.

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Every night I go to bed,
and start to dream of you.
I would force myself to sleep at night,
if I knew those dreams would come true.

I wish my tears could write love songs,
so that before they were through,
you would know just how I really feel,
and how much I care for you.

I often tend to stop and think,
about what it is you need,
Soon I realize it probably isn't me,
that is when my heart truly bleeds.

My body becomes weak and eyes start to tear
as I start to get scared.
My biggest fear is that it isn't me,
and that you never even cared.

However what I've come to realize is
dreams are for dreamers and wishes seldom come true,
But when these tears fall,
they fall for you....

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I look out the window
the rain's pouring down,
thunders crashing loudly,
lightening's all around.

I know what you've been doing,
I really have no doubt.
Now tonight I'm forced to wonder,
where you decided to pass out.

You're supposed to be the role model,
the one that I look up to.
I'm still young, but was forced to grow up quick,
after years of taking care of you.

It hurts me more every day,
when you choose that bottle over me.
What did I do to deserve this?
What can I do to make you see?

My worst fears came true,
when the phone rang that night.
You got behind the wheel
and drove straight into that stop light.

Three words was all I ever wanted to hear,
but to mutter those words you didn't even try.
It hurts that you're gone but mostly,
I hate that I never got to say good-bye.

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