Roses are red
Violets are blue
Words can't express
My heart's ache for you
This pain is severe
Cuts are bone-deep
You left scars
I'm forced to keep
My world is painted grey
With spots of red blood
An eternal display
Of the effects of your love
It might be lethal
It might just kill me
My heart enjoys it
No matter how deadly
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Words can't express
My heart's ache for you
Ain't no tellin'
What it'll do
I can't control
My heart's ache for you
This pain you inflict
Is what keeps me here
My heart just wants more
Whenever you're near
My brain screams, "Stop!"
My heart begs, "More!"
Sanity in the balance
I'm not "me" anymore
It might be lethal
It might just kill me
My heart enjoys it
No matter how deadly
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Words can't express
My heart's ache for you
Ain't no tellin'
What it'll do
I can't control
My heart's ache for you
Forever scarred
Slowly dying
My heart is joyous
I am crying
So masochistic
Wanting the pain
My heart don't care
I'm going insane
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Words can't express
My heart's ache for you
Ain't no tellin'
What it'll do
I can't control
My heart's ache for you
This was written by my niece.....it reminds me of what I would write....there is somethings that she says that sounds like a mini me....wow....the world does cycle another...lol
Irenia Guajardo
~Hellz Writer~
Monday, August 29, 2011
Lethal Love by Elizabeth Reeves
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Repulsion by Elizabeth Reeves
The sticky fluid
Sickly crimson red
It makes me woozy
And light in my head
The word alone
Can make me sick
The thought comes
I shudder, "ick"
Everyone has it
It's just part of life
I don't know why
It causes me strife
The thought of it dripping
The scent filling the air
I'd have to sprint
To get out of there
Nausea overwhelms me
The sight and smell
Causing my stomach
To react as well
The red fluid, blood
Makes my head spin
My stomach weak
And my temper thin
The smell is sickening
It makes me gag
Yes, I can smell it
I'm not trying to brag
Think what you want
I just can't stand it
Why it sickens me??
I don't understand it
~~This poem is written by my niece, Elizabeth Reeves who happens to be a lot like me....I love her work and told her I was going to post two of them on my blogs. I love how she writes especially the next poem that I will post. I will also be posting the long awaited apology letter that I had wrestled with...either to post it or not....but hearing some words...It's something I need to do.
Irenia Guajardo
~Hellz Writer~
Sickly crimson red
It makes me woozy
And light in my head
The word alone
Can make me sick
The thought comes
I shudder, "ick"
Everyone has it
It's just part of life
I don't know why
It causes me strife
The thought of it dripping
The scent filling the air
I'd have to sprint
To get out of there
Nausea overwhelms me
The sight and smell
Causing my stomach
To react as well
The red fluid, blood
Makes my head spin
My stomach weak
And my temper thin
The smell is sickening
It makes me gag
Yes, I can smell it
I'm not trying to brag
Think what you want
I just can't stand it
Why it sickens me??
I don't understand it
~~This poem is written by my niece, Elizabeth Reeves who happens to be a lot like me....I love her work and told her I was going to post two of them on my blogs. I love how she writes especially the next poem that I will post. I will also be posting the long awaited apology letter that I had wrestled with...either to post it or not....but hearing some words...It's something I need to do.
Irenia Guajardo
~Hellz Writer~
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Lost Love
Soothing darkness surrounding the room
Thoughts of you running through
Mind trying to go enter gentle slumber
Haunted memories of what was
Show me how to forget about you
Guide me away from the longing
Shine your light in my sleepless nights
Resting tired head in to tranquil dreams
Hoping to not dream of what is lost
Wishing to turn back the hands of time
Can't stop loving what made me happy
Time heals all wounds, so they say
Open wounds still lingering behind
Wishing that you would heal the hurt
Haunting memories of a lost love
Help me reach that peaceful slumber
Irenia Guajardo
~Hellz Writer~
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