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Kris Basuel Poem
u save me by the things u do...
but ther r the things u do that
kills me...the other things that u do...
that tortures me...
walk away...walk away like u always do...
turn ur back on me...
and walk away...
i stand so still..the only things that r moving r my eyes...
all i c...
is u walk away...from me...
everytime i speak...u don't respond...
everytime i speak...u hardly listen...
everytime i speak...i think y do i bother....
u dont listen...
i try 2 look at u...look u in the eyes...
u turn ur face...n ignore me...
letting ur hair down n cover ur face...
all i wanted was to look at u...
now that i hardly hav a chance...
dont even bother 2 say bye...anymor...
u walk away...n try 2 get away from me...
did we 4get?
how fun it was 2 b w/ each other...
did we 4get?
how much we loved each other...
did we 4get?
all the memories...that we had...
did we...4get?
u may have saved me...from the things u do...
but ther r things that u do...
that kills me...in the inside...
mite as well kill me...cuz the pain i feel is killing me ever so slowly...
Copyright © Kris Basuel | Year Posted 2006
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Kris Basuel Poem
The things we have been through...
The good and the bad...
The times when my soul and body was about to be...
Destroyed by my thoughts and feelings...
Yet you were still there...to save me from oblivion...
The deep abyss of my shadow...
How you saved me from my evil side...
The little things you do...
The little things you say...
You save a part of me...
Every single day...
The way you look at me...
The way your words roll off your tongue...
The way your hands grip onto mines...
The way you smile at me...
Everything you do...even the little things...
Gives me hope to keep on living...
When i feel alone...consumed by my own...
Darkness...
You come and set me free...shine your bright, warm light...
The happiness you give me...
Every time you save me...
Sometimes I am weak...
Fall on my knees and feel my soul fade away...
My body drops dead on the floor...
But I get up...trying my hardest...
To get back up...
Keep walking until I find that light...
Never giving up...and keep on going...
Forgive me if sometimes I'm weak...
But I can't help this weight on my shoulders...
But your still there to grab my arms...
And help me survive...and help me keep going...
What will i become without you?
My blood thirsty demon within me...
Will it possess me?
My black winged angel...
Will it spread its wings?
My overwhelming shadow...
Will it grow?
Will I fall dead and see that bright...
Light...slowly be taken over...
By my own darkness?
I just wanted you to know...
That I will love you forever...
Even though darkness...consumed my heart and soul...
Copyright © Kris Basuel | Year Posted 2006
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Slowly...ever so slowly...
White transition to shades of gray and black
Fallen into darkness...
Falling into oblivion...
Falling into the abysses shadow...
Falling...falling...falling...
Others...plead your name...
Calling for you...
But you can't see them...
You can't hear them...
They always try to help...
But deep...deep down...
You always try...to ignore them...
Walk down a path...
A path you can't see...
A path hard for anyone to follow...
Through rain...through snow...
Walking fast or slow...
Through obstacles...through clearings...
But still you can't help this feeling...
Of being lost...
Keep walking...keep falling...
Keep going...sooner or later...
You're going to stop dead...
In your tracks...
Open your eyes...
Expose your blood red pupils...
Open your mind...
Expose your evil side...
Open your wings...
And fly...
It's depressing...maddening...saddening...
For the others to eye witness...
A blacked winged angel...
Born from the deep abyss...
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Kris Basuel Poem
i see u...
but u cant see me...
shrouds of lonelyness
and darkness
im in the eye
of a black hurricane
stained w/ blood
and pain...
pictures of the past n present run thru my mind
am i really...really insane?
or not...
is this for real?
or is it surreal?
i stand here
ppl passing by
as if im not ther
am i a ghost?
r u still ther?
mayb jus 4 a high 5
but ur hands slip past
pat my friends on the back
my hand slips past
i giv my luvr a hug
n yet...
my arms slips past...
am i still here?
or am i in my grave?
y do i feel this fear?
y do i feel this way?
am i a spirit that has not yet gone 2 the afterlife?
or is this the afterlife?
mayb my mind is tricking me
ppl leav w/out saying goodbye...
i feel so cold
everyday i feel my heart die..
n feel this cold wind blow...
n pass me by...
Copyright © Kris Basuel | Year Posted 2006
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Kris Basuel Poem
broken...cracked...and torn apart
blood drips down my eyes...
im suffering and feel faint...
y?
tearing apart...in the inside
scars of insults and anger
leaving me broken...
leaving me 2 suffer...
leaving me alone...
wut hav u done 2 me?
will i ever heal?
wut hav i done?
u dont even bother 2 tell me...
y...
haunted in my mind...
w/ all these questions...
i feel my head split
i feel my crippled heart...break...
and feel my very soul...
bleed...
Copyright © Kris Basuel | Year Posted 2006
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Kris Basuel Poem
Every time I see a photo
Memories flow into my mind
Some good, some sad
Some funny, some bad
I always try to find...
Find and remember
All my memories
So old, so new
So many stories
To be told
Yet there are so many
Over the years
All it has been doing
Is collect dust
And being forgotten
But I will never forget
All those memories
Even though the photos
Are being forgotten
As you can see
Photos wither, day by day
Like petals of wilted flowers
But memories...
Never fade away...
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