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Delia Danielle Poem
His dark brown eyes.
His dark brown hair.
All of the cute thinks about him,
That cause me to stare.
He's so lost.
Fallen off track.
There's so many choices he's made,
That he can't take back.
Like a complicated puzzle,
With a missing piece.
I can't stand standing in the sidelines,
Watchind his faith decrease.
He's beautifully broken,
Lovely at the torn seams.
When he gifts me with a smile,
It's like sunshine gleams.
His laughter, his voice.
His warmth, his touch.
He's never enough,
Yet he's way too much.
Delicate and fragile.
Unstabley bound.
Constantly searching for the answers,
That are no where to be found.
I'd try to save him,
Try to save him from himself.
But i'd only be,
Only be hurting myself.
Because a broken heart,
Is like a broken mirror.
And when you try to pick up the pieces,
You'll only see clearer.
That you'll only be left to bleed.
Cuts all covering your hands.
Because he was too broken,
Too broken to understand.
Why you loved him,
Loved him for everything he was,
And everything he wasn't.
Although you think he is worth something,
Nothing will change him from thinking that he doesn't.
Yearn for him, want,
But that's all you'll ever be able to do.
He's beautifully broken,
And if he doesn't love himself,
Then he can't possibly love you.
Copyright © Delia Danielle | Year Posted 2010
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Delia Danielle Poem
You're not here today.
You won't be here tomorrow.
Life as it was,
Is now poisoned with sorrow.
Gone so young,
Never had a chance.
All i have to remember,
Is the look on your innocient face,
At my last glance.
Why my child, why them?
It just doesn't seem fair.
I wish i could open my eyes,
And see him still standing there.
Seconds, minutes, hours, they slowly pass by.
I'm becoming so empty inside, so little tears left to cry.
Now when i call you for dinner,
You won't come, you never will.
And when i tell you to pick up your room,
You won't, it's impossible.
Hugs and laughs all out the door.
This loneliness inside, is too hard for me too ignore.
You can no longer tell me "I love you." or give me a kiss.
You had so much to live for.
You didn't deserve to die like this.
My child, my love, everything that i lived for,
Disapeared so fast, never suffered a loss like this before.
Tears fall from heaven, i know you see.
You're still the angel in my heart, and i know you're looking down upon me.
And i know you're telling me, "Mom stop crying, i love you, but it's just too late,
But i'm still safe mom, don't worry, I'm protected behind gods gate."
*I wrote this poem in dedication for a teenage boy who was shot in my school. Him and his friend were simply playing with a real gun, unaware that it was loaded, and his friend shot him in the face. The boy died that day. I'd like to make people aware about how dangerous leaving lethal weapons around can be.
Copyright © Delia Danielle | Year Posted 2010
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Delia Danielle Poem
It was fate that we became friends,
Because i needed you there.
I loved your sweet smile,
And i adored your cute hair.
You made me laugh when i wanted to cry.
You gave me hope when i didn't even want to try.
I felt so safe when our fingers were entwined.
I only wish that i could still call you mine.
If we still talked, i'd tell you that i still miss you,
And all of the words that i used to say, they still remain true.
But none of that matters now, right? You've already moved on.
I guess i'm the only one who's stuck in the past.
But don't think i haven't tried.
Everytime i do i find reasons to still hold on.
Like when we were together, i was always fine.
Or the times we'd walk to absolutely no destination,
And we would always hold hands while doing so.
You used to hold me like I meant something.
You used to talk to me like you cared.
Now i don't know what i did to make you hate me,
Or to make you says things you know would hurt me,
But i can't handle it anymore.
The only reason i held on is because i thought maybe,
Just maybe, you'd come back.
But i can't wait around for that anymore.
Because it's eating me away.
And although it pains me to say,
I've gotta go my own way.
Copyright © Delia Danielle | Year Posted 2010
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Delia Danielle Poem
Cut, for the emptiness i feel.
Cut, to remind myself this is real.
Cut, to know i'm still alive.
Cut, so hopefully i can survive.
Cut, the pain leaves with the flow of the blood.
Cut, my blade is starting to flood.
Cut, it helps me sleep.
Cut, hide the scars, my secrets mine to keep.
Cut, please sink in far.
Cut, leave more than just a slight scar.
Cut, the end is finally near.
Cut, thoughts are so unclear.
Cut, don't stop the bleeding.
Cut, my heart is still slowly beating.
Cut, it won't be much longer now.
Cut, no pulse.
Copyright © Delia Danielle | Year Posted 2010
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Delia Danielle Poem
So lost in this confusion.
Caught up in this lovely illusion.
I guess i'm not going to last.
You said we'd make it together,
But i know your words are just whatever.
Now i am just walking alone.
Feels so good to be on my own.
I don't need you by my side.
When all this time you just lied.
So step back, don't bother with me,
It's not like you ever did.
I don't know you, you're so fake.
There are so many things that you hid.
So don't call me, i won't answer the phone.
I was so stupid to believe in you,
But from this i have grown.
I'm learning not to trust in everything i hear,
And i am not going to cry for you anymore,
Because you are not worth a single tear.
Copyright © Delia Danielle | Year Posted 2010
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Delia Danielle Poem
Pretty face, such shameful sins.
Broken inside, tearing you within.
These since, they own you, they take control.
In your own life, you play such a small role.
Spread your legs, darling dear.
Enjoy your ride.
Even though you know deep down,
The pleasure doesn't make the pain subside.
Just a temporary high, the boy doesn't care enough to see.
That everytime he touches you, fills you,
You fall farther from where you want to be.
You ball your fists, you close your eyes.
When he becomes a part of you,
Another part of you dies.
Eventually they all own you.
You're only there to assist.
He'll tell you that he loves you, that he wants you,
And you'll never be able to resist.
So darling dear, when does it become a bit too much?
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Delia Danielle Poem
Your hard embrace.
Your soft wet lips.
The shiver down my back,
When i feel your finger tips.
Although this won't last for long,
You're mine for the meantime.
Up against the wall,
You're chest against mine.
I look into your eyes.
So blue, so divine.
Your cool breathe on my neck.
The feel of your bite.
This is all wrong,
But it feels so right.
Although this won't last for long,
You're mine for the meantime.
Kiss me like it's suppose to mean something.
Whisper a lie, say "Baby i care."
As i lye against your body,
So perfect, so beautifully bare.
Although this won't last for long,
You're mine for the meantime.
Then you get up,
You say you're leaving.
Once again, my heart is deceiving.
I say, "Don't go,"
As i reach for your hand,
"Just a little bit longer, i need you right now, please understand."
But all you do is grab hold of me and pull me into you tight,
Then kiss my lips, and whisper, "Goodnight."
As you slowly fade away,
I'm left here again alone.
I wish you could see all we could be,
But you'd rather be on your own.
I sure hope this feeling won't last for long,
Because you'll always be just mine for the meantime.
Copyright © Delia Danielle | Year Posted 2010
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Delia Danielle Poem
Through my eyes, i've lost you as a friend.
Although we promised on forever, I knew eventually we'd have to end.
I used to know you like the back of my mind,
But lately i'm not so sure.
You know you used to be my hero?
You used to be my savior.
Now you just tear me down with every little stare.
And as i search for you, you are no longer there.
Lost in a sea of confusion.
Why oh why, did i let myself fall for this lovely delusion?
Picture you and i, walking hand in hand.
But you've become someone so different.
Someone i no longer understand.
So sit there and let the addictions consume you.
Nothing else matters, right? It's the only thing you know how to do.
I'm done trying to help, because to you it doesn't matter.
It's like you find amusement, in watching our friendship shatter.
I love you, but the only thing you love is the high.
You're living out your life based on a lie,
And i'm done.
Through my eyes, this is goodbye.
Copyright © Delia Danielle | Year Posted 2010
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