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Chelsea Tilley Poem
Love can be a beautiful thing
It can ensnare your senses
Confuse you as to which way is up
It can make you do stupid things,
Dangerous things
If you get far enough into it can control you
Make you do things you wouldn’t normally do
Love is the best feeling in the world until…
It all comes crashing down
Then it’s a nightmare
One you just can’t seem to wake up from
You’re plagued by thoughts of what if…
It can be heartbreaking
To know you’re not the one they want
You beat yourself up
You feel like you’ve been slapped in the face
You wonder what you did wrong
You know you still want them
And you know that that’s wrong
But it hurts knowing they don’t want you
They tear your heart out and devour it for dinner
But that’s after they’ve step on it a few times
With their spiked riddled boots
And left it there bleeding
For all to see
A tortured mass of flesh and blood
You feel so out in the open
So small, so fragile and useless
Like the next breeze could blow you away
Yes, love is definitely a beautiful thing…
Until it goes wrong.
Copyright © Chelsea Tilley | Year Posted 2005
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Chelsea Tilley Poem
I tried to get your attention, get you to notice me
You hardly ever gave me a glance
I'm sorry I'm not good enough for you, but
Apparently she is
Tell me what's so special about her
Obviously it's something I just don't have
Never can, never will get it
As much as I try, I'm not like her
Not even close You're to blind to see what's
right in front of your face, What always was
there and
what always Will be right in front of your nose
But you'll never know it,You're always too busy
with your girl To notice any others
But, you'll see when you finally see me
I won't be there, the only thing left
Will be my shadow, nothing else Then you'll
be sorry.
Copyright © Chelsea Tilley | Year Posted 2005
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