New poem... no name. just a friendship poem

i will take your loves
your hates your likes
and make them mine

we will share fears
heartfelt feelings
and maybe tears

i will hold your hand
and dry your tears
always there to stop your fears
i do all this because you are my friend


this poem (c) me

Awesome poem

What do you think of it?

Heart full of pain
Head full of stress
Handful of anger held in my chest

Uphill struggle
Blood sweat and tears
Nothing to gain, everything to fear

It's from linkin park

Gone and Missing

Why did you leave?
Why did I crumble?
Why did you shake?
Why did I fumble?

Is it I?
Or was it you?
I feel so horrid
Please tell me it’s not true

That you’ve really gone away
Turned your back on me
Didn’t you say you’d be there?
So how can you not see?

My heart is breaking
And for the loss of you, I’m teared
Loss of one of whom I loved
One of whom has disappeared

Can’t you start to understand?
Will you never know?
My mind is crumbling because of you
But still I’ll never let it show

You’ll never see
For I hide it well
The pain you caused me when you left
Trapped inside this burning hell

Save me, if you dare
I know that you’ll not come
Still I want to just believe
That the loneliness has not won

But I’m only fooling myself
Everyone else can plainly see
That you are gone forever
You so cruelly leaving me

I though this fits so well with my poem:
“I tried so hard to tell myself,
That you’re gone
But though you’re still with me
I’ve been alone all along”
-Evanescence: My Immortal
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Blood on my hands

I once gave my thughts to someone
Showed them what it was like to be me
But they didn't nderstand
They just coldn't see
What I was thinking

I lost control
Then I left
Leaving torn walls
And a trail of death

Then I realized
I couldn't stay away
So I came back
But not to stay

I realized soon that
My mess was not clean
As I had intended
Instead the blood
of the ones I loved
not the blood i intended

Soon more blood was spilt
as I tried to explain
and rage again reigned
and I was to blame once more

and now the ones I love
I told them they were liars
And now I'm paying for my mistakes
Some of the recovered
But some did not
Paying dearly as I face this head-on
There's no running from
The blood on my hands

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