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What’s the point?

Posted in Poems, Sad Poems with tags , , , , , , , , on September 8, 2013 by Myra's Circle

I can’t dream

or hope

or wish

Anymore.

What’s the point

of dreaming

of hoping with

all

my

heart

when

They only

add up to

nothing?

Mashed Up Feelings

Posted in Poems, Sad Poems with tags , , , , , , , , , on April 22, 2013 by Myra's Circle

I know that one day,
Some day,
You will destroy me,
You will rip out my heart,
And shatter it with your pitiless soul,
And leave me broken,

As I once was.
Though I know this,
I cannot help but feel,
So happy, inside,
But part of me,
Oh, that awful part of me,
Cries out in endless pain.

Perhaps it is because I am scared,
Of the pain I may feel,
When I’m close to the end,
And you destroy me completely.

You will tear apart my soul,
Leave it in tatters,
And brutally murder me,
But I do not care.

Is it fear, or perhaps something else?
Something much worse,
Much, much more deadly,
Then a terror worse than death,
Much more than loneliness,
Just like regret.

Regret is the voice that sings louder than most,
I know this, though I haven’t known,
What it feels like,
To regret to live.

I am only a child,
Not worth much now,
I don’t know anything,
About myself,
Or about anything, really.

From Confused

Posted in Happy Poems, Hopeful Poems, Poems with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on September 22, 2012 by Myra's Circle

Dear Whoever This Concerns,
Why does love burn?
Why does love sting like a little bee?
Why is love so blind that you cannot see?
I ask you why because,
My cheeks right now are red as a rose,
For I do not truly understand,
The love that is as deep as man.
Why is love not unconditional?
Why is love not at all rational?
Whoever This Concerns is a funny name,
My name is like that, one and the same.
Love never stops to catch it’s breath,
Love is black and white as death.
I ask you why and why again,
Why is love as dark as Satan?
Why does love make me oh-so-scared?
Like I was always, but never dared?
I promise you, dear Whoever,
I shall never ever say never.
I also promise this isn’t a ruse,
From your dear, dear, dear Confused.