Looking for comments.
Please keep in mind i'm only 14 and I wrote this in a bout 10 minutes so it's not that good.
If you want to criticize, please be helpful, not "OMG this is soooo suckish" etc.
Mostly I'm posting this because I want SOMEONE to read it, and if I told it to my friends or family, they'd know who it was about (and i really don't want them to know)
The pointless poem
Why am I writing this poem?
It doesn't help.
It won't stop the pain
It won't stop the tears
It gives me no gain.
It won't block my fears.
It won't make her leave
And I will still grieve
For what could have been
And what just was not.
No matter how good,
It won't mend my heart.
No matter how long
(And this is a fact)
no matter how sad
it won't bring him back.
It won't let me travel
Back into time
To fix that mistake
To make right that crime.
In fact and in truth,
I'd not let him read
This non useful poem
It would be useless
And I'd be ashamed.
I wish though, he could
And that he'd change his mind.
We'd be happy, we would
He'd be funny and kind.
But I can't, so he won't
And that's all that I know.
He's taken for now
But I love even though.
I spend long, long nights
Imagn'ing his face
I wish he could love me
But that’s not the case
And oh how I wish
I could be in her place.
Quite sad, quite sad.
Depressing it is.
I sure hope she knows
just how lucky she is.
Lord knows I know.
I wish she would go
I wish he could know
I wish all this so.
But it's only a poem
It won't change a thing.
No bliss, no undoing
No joy will it bring.
No matter how hard
I wish and I wish
Never again
Will he and I kiss.
For every second of every day
I want to be with him
Holding his gaze.
But there's really no point
To writing this piece
In no way at all
will it make my pain cease
also, nothing about me being too young to love, or telling me to get over it, etc.
Please keep in mind i'm only 14 and I wrote this in a bout 10 minutes so it's not that good.
If you want to criticize, please be helpful, not "OMG this is soooo suckish" etc.
Mostly I'm posting this because I want SOMEONE to read it, and if I told it to my friends or family, they'd know who it was about (and i really don't want them to know)
The pointless poem
Why am I writing this poem?
It doesn't help.
It won't stop the pain
It won't stop the tears
It gives me no gain.
It won't block my fears.
It won't make her leave
And I will still grieve
For what could have been
And what just was not.
No matter how good,
It won't mend my heart.
No matter how long
(And this is a fact)
no matter how sad
it won't bring him back.
It won't let me travel
Back into time
To fix that mistake
To make right that crime.
In fact and in truth,
I'd not let him read
This non useful poem
It would be useless
And I'd be ashamed.
I wish though, he could
And that he'd change his mind.
We'd be happy, we would
He'd be funny and kind.
But I can't, so he won't
And that's all that I know.
He's taken for now
But I love even though.
I spend long, long nights
Imagn'ing his face
I wish he could love me
But that’s not the case
And oh how I wish
I could be in her place.
Quite sad, quite sad.
Depressing it is.
I sure hope she knows
just how lucky she is.
Lord knows I know.
I wish she would go
I wish he could know
I wish all this so.
But it's only a poem
It won't change a thing.
No bliss, no undoing
No joy will it bring.
No matter how hard
I wish and I wish
Never again
Will he and I kiss.
For every second of every day
I want to be with him
Holding his gaze.
But there's really no point
To writing this piece
In no way at all
will it make my pain cease
also, nothing about me being too young to love, or telling me to get over it, etc.