This is a poem filled with a conversation between me and someone I love dearly.

I hope this isn't copywriting or anything.. O.o.. this is just what I feel.




Only Way To Change Life Is To End It

Is that the only option?

For some people

Why do you think thats the only option for some people?

I have come to the conclusion that it is impossible for some people to change, no matter how much they try, their roots will stay the same.

Not always.

 

It's hard to understand.

Why do you feel this way?

I've seen change in people.

I've seen change in you.

I want to understand

You're feeling destroyed.

Why?

 

Do you think of yourself as terrible, and evil?

Do I?

I dont know. Thats why I'm asking.

Everybody is

Some people have done terrible things, maybe by mistake.. maybe under the wrong influence.. but that doesn't make them evil.. its not always their fault that they do terrible things.... in my mind.

Well that doesn't help, my feeling towards humanity is still the exact same.

 

Do you feel pity towards the rest of the world?

Or maybe even hate?

Do you envy the fact that others lives are better then your own?

You are not terrible, or evil; if you feel that way.

Have you looked at your self,

In the eyes of others?

In the eyes of myself?

You're far from anything horrible.

 

 

I wasn't trying to change them.

Then what was the point of typing that?

To make conversation? To understand? There are many possible reasons to why I might have typed all that.

But there's only one definitive reason.

Mostly for understanding.. but its hard to understand when one does not want to be understood.

What is there to understand? Life sucks. It's cliche, but it's true. Sure, there's beauty in everyday places, and there's people that will alter everything for you... But none of it matters, and even if it does, why the fuck should I care?

Lifes what you make it. Again, a cliche, but... you don't have to care. I wasn't trying to make you care.. you can't make people do or say anything that they dont want to do.

 

There are many things to understand

Alot of things I want to understand.

You're life doesn't need to be so full of hatred, my friend.

You should care.

I wish you would care.

Then you would see that life is more then just what it looks like.

Look underneith its disguise.

But, I can't make you see anything.

 

So, with that said. I shall stop talking.. and leave you be.

And that's the last thing I want, but whatever.

Well, you seemed upset. So I took the liberty of shutting up.

That only makes a person more upset

Some people. Most people want people to go away when they are upset with something, or someone.

 

You have feelings.

You just hide them, suffocate them,

Till little parts of your heart surface for air.

It doesn't make a person more upset when I stop talking.

It makes you upset.

I won't leave.

I won't stop helping.

I wont stop loving,

You.





Poetry by Zoey xX
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Written on 2009-12-15 at 04:28

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Nice write! Makes one not give up, Cause, like you said elsewhere, what difference would it make. Makes me think, about it, and I seem to say over and over, but we must try, what else can we? And your tons of write, here and there, a pen of an angel! Just keep at it... Love your new name :)
2009-12-19