Hidden feelings
Agonizing heart aches as she walks by
One glance, no looking back
Put the past in the past
Shed a single tear
But it does not matter
I'd walk away from this if I could
Never experience the love she gave
Or the heartache as she ripped away
But yet here I stand
Unable to truly tear myself away
But I do it for another day
The cycle repeats tomorrow,
Never ending.
They consist of poems written by me. The mood often varies and is mainly about love in general or to a specified point. They are all intense and emotion filled, and at most.. extremely sad but it is how I feel. The only way I know how to express myself through words is through my poems.
About Me
- Krissy Renee Bosworth
- I don't have very many dreams or goals that most people have, some that are definitely unreachable, but worth striving for. Every now and then I write a story in my head or pen a poem down. The only way I know how to express myself through words is through my writing.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
My heart's got a memory
My heart's got a memory
Splattered all over pages
Crooked smiles and love in the eyes of yours
Pounding down on the pavement
You want me gone
But my heart's there to stay
I could dwell on what's been done
Let the rain drown me
But even then my heart's still got a memory
I'd be gone because you want me to be
But I'm still dreaming
I can see your face in my reflection
I go to touch it
But you're gone...
My heart's got a memory
I'm on the road to no where in particular
I may be gone
But even then my heart's still got a memory
My heart's got a memory...
Splattered all over pages
Crooked smiles and love in the eyes of yours
Pounding down on the pavement
You want me gone
But my heart's there to stay
I could dwell on what's been done
Let the rain drown me
But even then my heart's still got a memory
I'd be gone because you want me to be
But I'm still dreaming
I can see your face in my reflection
I go to touch it
But you're gone...
My heart's got a memory
I'm on the road to no where in particular
I may be gone
But even then my heart's still got a memory
My heart's got a memory...
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
full moon
Full moon's out tonight
I'm so senseless
Relentless.
I've lost my nerve
Over confidence
Nothing's gonna get me tonight
Feel your breath on my neck
Reach for the bite
But then I turn to run
Losing sense of gravity
So breathless
Must be the moon tonight
Gotta be careless
But there's something
Something about you that makes it alright
Forget the escape
Embrace
I've lost all sense of reality
But its okay,
Its the moon tonight
I'm so senseless
Relentless.
I've lost my nerve
Over confidence
Nothing's gonna get me tonight
Feel your breath on my neck
Reach for the bite
But then I turn to run
Losing sense of gravity
So breathless
Must be the moon tonight
Gotta be careless
But there's something
Something about you that makes it alright
Forget the escape
Embrace
I've lost all sense of reality
But its okay,
Its the moon tonight
Lonely
With the way the wind blows,
Veiny fingers stretch toward the sky
Water ripples in circlets
Air crisp with the taste of rain
A lone path foreshadows your future
Breathe a sigh of lonely.
Veiny fingers stretch toward the sky
Water ripples in circlets
Air crisp with the taste of rain
A lone path foreshadows your future
Breathe a sigh of lonely.
Friday, August 21, 2009
Succubus
Cold-hearted
Full of flaws,
Leading boys on
Whispering thoughts into their heads
"I like you"
Playing flirtatiously
Losing interest as theirs begin to build
Senseless play things
Brushing them off and picking up another
The cycle begin and end the same way
Flawlessly, the answer's always been the same
She's it.
*unrelated*
Full of flaws,
Leading boys on
Whispering thoughts into their heads
"I like you"
Playing flirtatiously
Losing interest as theirs begin to build
Senseless play things
Brushing them off and picking up another
The cycle begin and end the same way
Flawlessly, the answer's always been the same
She's it.
*unrelated*
3 AM
Panic.
I sit on the edge of my bed weeping
My breathing falters
Quickens and weakens
Thoughts creep into my head
I can't.
I run.
Cold air whip at my wet cheeks
Swinging idling by the lone swing that's still
You should be there.
Your hand in mine.
Emptiness fill the void
Memories batter my heart
Misery should not come from you
I was yours.
To love and to break.
But completely yours
There is no escape
No comparisons
Lost in this moment
Knowing nothing will change
This is me without you.
The lone swing begin to swing.
I sit on the edge of my bed weeping
My breathing falters
Quickens and weakens
Thoughts creep into my head
I can't.
I run.
Cold air whip at my wet cheeks
Swinging idling by the lone swing that's still
You should be there.
Your hand in mine.
Emptiness fill the void
Memories batter my heart
Misery should not come from you
I was yours.
To love and to break.
But completely yours
There is no escape
No comparisons
Lost in this moment
Knowing nothing will change
This is me without you.
The lone swing begin to swing.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Hidden
Locked in a cage of hidden truths
Barred from believing in the supernatural
Withholding every thought, every emotion
Denying your true being
States of hypocrisy arise
Chained between what is real and what is not
Unlike a masochistic lion, resist the urge to fight
Cower in fear of being turned against
But shed whatever sanity that's left
Release whatever rage that's been built inside
Break free of the manacles and roar
Accept your true beauty and be proud
No chains of lies
Only the truth can be seen through glamor
Credendo Vides: By believing, one sees
Glamor is in truth itself
Free yourself
Barred from believing in the supernatural
Withholding every thought, every emotion
Denying your true being
States of hypocrisy arise
Chained between what is real and what is not
Unlike a masochistic lion, resist the urge to fight
Cower in fear of being turned against
But shed whatever sanity that's left
Release whatever rage that's been built inside
Break free of the manacles and roar
Accept your true beauty and be proud
No chains of lies
Only the truth can be seen through glamor
Credendo Vides: By believing, one sees
Glamor is in truth itself
Free yourself
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