I must emphasize this is not about me, its a friend who poured her heart out to me.
It twists and turns, i want to hide
It makes me want to scream and shout
To purge myself and let it out
Why must he do it? can't he see?
The pain and anguish, he's causing me
I'm not made of granite, stone or chalk
Why won't he see me? why won't he talk?
He does'nt want to see me, does'nt come around
I'm cast aside, and don't know why
An answer must be found
The pain that he is causing
It does'nt bother him at all
He's near the phone i know it!
Why won't he even call
Now i'm being supersticious, i avoid a paving crack
I plead to god, i need him, i only want him back
I feel i'm going crazy, all i want to do is cry
The questions fly around my head
And the answers always why!
Every time a car comes round, i'm hoping that its him
But deep inside i know its not
My control is wearing thin
I know that he's got his problems
What ever they may be?
But why is he doing this? why won't he talk to me?
Even as i write this, the tears stream down my face
The helplessness i feel inside
It leaves a bitter taste
I'm really feeling so alone
All i want to do is cry
And he's not here to be with me
And still the questions WHY?
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Written on 2005-11-17 at 13:21
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Just tell me why!
This awful feeling deep insideIt twists and turns, i want to hide
It makes me want to scream and shout
To purge myself and let it out
Why must he do it? can't he see?
The pain and anguish, he's causing me
I'm not made of granite, stone or chalk
Why won't he see me? why won't he talk?
He does'nt want to see me, does'nt come around
I'm cast aside, and don't know why
An answer must be found
The pain that he is causing
It does'nt bother him at all
He's near the phone i know it!
Why won't he even call
Now i'm being supersticious, i avoid a paving crack
I plead to god, i need him, i only want him back
I feel i'm going crazy, all i want to do is cry
The questions fly around my head
And the answers always why!
Every time a car comes round, i'm hoping that its him
But deep inside i know its not
My control is wearing thin
I know that he's got his problems
What ever they may be?
But why is he doing this? why won't he talk to me?
Even as i write this, the tears stream down my face
The helplessness i feel inside
It leaves a bitter taste
I'm really feeling so alone
All i want to do is cry
And he's not here to be with me
And still the questions WHY?
Poetry by penfold18
Read 698 times
Written on 2005-11-17 at 13:21
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