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Bridget Lee Poem
Dear my best friend,
I am lonely, sad and with no care
I plaster a fake smile, again, but no one even noticed how sad I felt
Love was gone when my grandmother died
Trapped in a house with only windows.
Outside to were people caring, having the love I want but never obtained
I miss you...
Mother has also told me that 'I am not who I use to be!'
That night I wrote a note and stuck it in the frame of my grandmother.
Though I wrote it, every time i read that note, water leaks from my eyes.
I promised my grandmother I would not cry...
I held tears back for 2 years, but soon broke that promise after mother yelled at me...
How long can I live this horror?
If I kill myself now, then i wont be keeping my promise to myself that I would go to Tokyo
Japan, going into Tokyo college of music. Becoming a singer, actress, or model. If I gave
up now....Then what was my climb to the be at the top and only making 10 steps out of 100
mean nothing?
I hope you can help me...
I need love that only one can give me now, but he loves someone else...
Is that okay?
To love someone who is already in love with another?
I hope that you can write back to me soon.
When my grandmother died, she took that once happy and bright girl with her, to help make
herself smile with me with her.
Sincerely,
Bridget
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Bridget Lee Poem
As midnight sun falls,
I awake from deep slumber
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My dreams and thoughts of you,
Fall in piece that will shatter into nothingness
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The sun that my world is lit by,
Is now swirled into eternal darkness
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Because of you,
And the hurt you cause
I am able to open my eyes and see the real world
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Love into hatred
Friends into enemies
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My life had depend on a guide,
But know you’ve gone
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We have separated…
For happiness, you first have to cause pain…
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To see your heart,
You must seek who you really are...
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Do you love me?
Is this love?
Am I being deceived?
You must answer questions till you are where you want to be
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But when one is answered,
There is always two more that follow them
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From three to thousands,
Will I ever find the true meaning of love?
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My hope
My heart
My everything
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It must’ve belong to someone or,
Somewhere before you
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I must wait and be patient for my love,
Because love comes in two…
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You have to find the key to the lock…
To my heart…
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Bridget Lee Poem
The pure blue sky blow silently
just as if it were meant to be
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trees start to sway to the sides
i wonder why i want to cry
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slowly losing day
and slowly losing life
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i watched the day sun go to sleep
leaving orange and pink to embrace the skies
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i think of when we laughed and cried
how we smiled and hugged
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if i were to blame
then what was life meant to be?
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i slowly stand on the side of green grassed wheat on the mountain i stood my ground on
i look straight to see a beautiful road ahead of me
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pines trees stand before me
rocks that guide me
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Animals playing to the spring feeling
Behind rocky green mountains strays water
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Water that clashes into one making a mirror
which the sun reflects on
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Two that is one
one into two
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when thinking back before the sorrow i lived through
was precious memories
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changing me
and changing life
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Night fall begins
Little holes which god peeks through to see Earth
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i look up
leaving a last 'I Love You'
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before i left the sorrow
and began to love the Memories i treasured most
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Bridget Lee Poem
Broken
Is it my fault that I crack when you strip my shell down more and more?
It wasn’t me who had broken myself.
Did I cry when you needed me?
I usually sucked up to the comments you made about the girls you made, but when I heard
we were better friends, I was broken.
Were you this hurt when I didn’t text back because I dreamt what would happen if we did
what fate decided?
I watched the phone with every passing moment hoping you would be as eager as I was.
Did you see my tears after we talked?
The tears I shed when I saw you with other girls, one’s that had broken me.
When I talk and you didn’t answer on the phone, were you think about a different girl?
I thought you could hear my sadness of my heart beat when I felt myself become broken.
Did you see my hands tear the pictures we had?
The pictures became broken and shredded just like the relation we have.
Did you see the despair in my eye when I cried for your help?
When I ran away to our secret place and cried for you to be there with me today because I
was broken.
When I saw that girl in our secret spot did she replace me?
I ran away screaming at you that you were horrible hoping you would feel broken, but
instead you shrugged your shoulders.
Did you see me trip and fall helplessly?
I saw my hurt and how broken I was, but I didn’t cry for you help this time.
Do I even mean anything to you?
I asked myself that, wanting to know before I was completely broken.
Did you hear the steps I made trying to get closer to you at school?
I felt the push which you meant, you pushed with everything on the string that held me from
being broken.
Did I cry?
I held it in since I was nothing, but broken now.
Did you see my blood that spilt on the cement?
The little piece of life went with that broken heart which had fell with that blood.
Was I another puppet you threw away when you were done?
I maybe old, but I wasn’t broken just yet.
Can I walk without my puppet master guiding me?
I will try to walk with my broken strings, which you had tangled.
Copyright © Bridget Lee | Year Posted 2009
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