Again, this thread is getting toooooooo long!!!

Will take my stuff from the original thread and start it here.

Full Circle

You used to make all my dreams come true, but our last call left me black and blue.

You took me to my highest heights, you pulled me to my lowest low
and you ain't got one ounce of remorse or sorrow.
Keep raking up memories so true for me and all games to you,
telling me daily I love you, I love you...

Now you love another and you knew it for all time,
she might be your new queen but she'll never know your rhyme.
You had it all, you lost even more,
You'll never know love like this again, that's for sure.

Why you did this, only you will know,
cause you can't bring me the truth today or even tomorrow.
I don't love what I got,  its already gone, but was it ever there?
You just leave me alone in despair, yet always saying pain is what you'd spare...

You did a good number on my heart and you always could, right from the start.

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Bruised and beat, my what a treat,
got me spinning and swirling, my stomach still churning,

I can’t take it no more, all the pain; my heart’s so sore.
I gotta get out of this place, I gotta leave now, gotta save face.

We went from A to B then ended at Z, why can’t you heal me, set me free?
I wish you’d explain, some closure, some thought
For me, for old times, cause you loved me, or not?

My world ended that day and I wish I could go back.
Why can’t we go back?

Soulless, alone,
my mate has now flown.

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As I said before, these both mean a lot to me and will do for some time to come.

Andy x

Numb from the inside out

I remember that time I said I wouldn't cry,
the worst thing I ever did to my heart, was tell such a lie.
I lied over and over, convincing myself things will be alright,
but the truth of the matter is, it will never be right.

Too many questions, but he doesn't hear my voice,
killing me again and again with his silence, by his choice.
My voice used to be heard, the only reason in his rhyme,
instead I fell victim to this terrible crime.

Never was I perfect, never could I see,
Knowing I was so used, what a fool I turned out to be.
My soul was ripped from my heart, can't make it clear in my head,
this isn't me living, this is my spirit dead.

-------------------> Andy x

Wow.  Very powerful words.  There's nothing more I can really say.  A lot of emotion hitting me like a ton of bricks.  I am at a loss for words.  Simply amazing.

My Love Letter To You

The girl is hot tonight.
And I can’t believe my eyes.
With her last single breathe.
I promise no to cry.
Because you are the one.
Who I’ll be with forever.
And take my life, complete it.
With my… life for you.

The fire alarm goes off.
Let’s burn this city down.
Children run everywhere.
Hoping is never found.
I take my life and see.
The better things I know.
With one fucking gasp.
I hope this is not old.

I love you.
Why can’t you believe me?
I love you.
My promise to you.

With this I say.
Come one, come another.
I hope to stay.
And see the things that are forbid.
My love for you.
Is only taken from a bottle.
Why can’t you see?
That we were meant to be?

I love you.
Why can’t you believe me?
I love you.
My promise to you.

I love you.
Why can’t you believe me?
I love you.
My promise to you.

Quoted from Rob S. Wow.  Very powerful words.  There's nothing more I can really say.  A lot of emotion hitting me like a ton of bricks.  I am at a loss for words.  Simply amazing.

Thank you for your comments Rob.

Like I said, it's all very real to me and well, writing it all down is helping me get through it all.

Andy

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Andrew, I really felt 'My Love Letter To You' - hope to see more of your poetry in here.

This is more of a song but whatever.

Tell Johnny I Won't Make It

Her lips taste like a loaded gun.
Only aching for the love of you.
Her breathe is like kissing ice.
Sticks to you every moment.
If only I could take you back.
And spend the last dying minutes with you.

This is a call for all the people with the dying romances.
If only I could hope for the best of you.
And take back my only regards that involve our friendship.
Over dying seas with love embedded to it.

Don’t you think this gratitude has taken itself too far?
Fucking and dying are the only things you know how to do.
I can take my life and you won’t give a shit.
If only we had made it better again.

This is a call for all the people with the dying romances.
If only I could hope for the best of you.
And take back my only regards that involve our friendship.
Over dying seas with love embedded to it.

With all the people involved.
Taking time and fucking it away.
Easier said then done she said…
So she slit her wrists hoping the pain would go away.

This is a call for all the people with the dying romances.
If only I could hope for the best of you.
And take back my only regards that involve our friendship.
Over dying seas with love embedded to it.

This is a call for all the people with the dying romances.
If only I could hope for the best of you.
And take back my only regards that involve our friendship.
Over dying seas with love embedded to it.

Exhale

Taking my hand, so strong and so tanned, you twirled me around and around,
I tickled your arm, was part of my charm and you made that funny sound.

That terrible start, went straight through my heart, but we came back again and again,
The day after that, a small little spat, but thereafter my yin was your yang.

A little more time and I was in line for the best days my life had ever seen,
Overcoming my fear of losing you here and you got me through pain, quite a team!

Soon you’d go and I’d suffer the blow of losing my soul and my mate,
But it wasn’t so bad; you’d never leave sad, we were setting another new date.

Lost and alone and so scared on the phone, of losing you and soon I would know,
The days that were hard, never became easy to re-start and my fear deep inside would then grow.

I got through my hell in the midst of my cell but I know this is where I begin,
To live like before, always so raw, to let that take place, that’s a sin.

Time to move on and to heal in good time, for that’s the way my life will flow,
And when I get sad for the times that we had, I know there’ll always be tomorrow.

Today I feel proud, to shout it out loud, I’m doing and moving for me,
See I was the clown who made myself frown, constantly doubting who I could be.

----------------> Andy x  

My Mirror Image Of You:
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Time for something new
All alone in your bathroom
With a line for you and a line for me
A pistol in your hand and the release is all for free

This place cracks in two
The lies that you tell come true
Though you don't ever sing for me
I know what I need from you

You held me then but never again
I needed you when you didn't want me too
Sometimes we loose the lines, the ones that get crossed
It makes it hard to connect your dots

What gave you all your scars
The ones that make up who you are
Places like faces that we forget without traces
I don't wanna loose you & I don't wanna abuse you
Why do you always run into the arms of the ones who use you

And in the end everyone's here with me
But they're all here just to be seen
I got you then and I get you now

I'm down
And I'm low
But watch me try not to let you go
Cause If I could be your anything I'd still be your everything
Cause if I could be your anything I'd still be your everything
Cause if I could be your anything I'd still be your everything
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Just started writing this one, it's a bit early and stuff, but I'm druged up on pills for an alergic reaction to lots of Alcohol and a sleeping aid I was given for pain in my shoulder... This came to me about a friend who I knew a few ago... 2 years or so, she's not all there now, but we still see eachother time after time. I wrote this for her... kinda and partly for this new girl... well, that's a different story all together.

I hope you like it, if not... pretend to know you like it.

Phil Jackson and your 9 Rings
Come back to the Lakers,
Save us from Kobe the Legacy Killer,
The one who chased Shaq away,
The young star who were given
The keys to the franchise
And he crashed it into a wall.

Fans will greet you with cheers and pedals
Staples Center can be your roaming grounds,
The sidelines, your home, the team yours again.
Save Laker fans from the disappointment
And the harsh reality that the front office
Forced us to live in.
Save us from mediocrity.
Phil Jackson, be the Lakers' hero again.

I believe in holes way up in the sky
Where christ and the devil pray on angles wings and ask quetions why
Same as you and same as he
Nothing better do but to disagree
A common place, name and face, hell a common enemy

We would run like scattered pelets from a shotgun
We would hide like mice from men with traps and lock ups
We would dance in the streets like it was our last feast
Always knowing the judgment wasn't on us

Yeah, I believed in a thing called love and trust
But so many people and years turned it to rust
So melt I will, in the pits of hell where I stand on trial
A man of myself, a man of my on freedom no more
Where is the love, where is the peace and where is the justice in our world

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I wrote this while sitting in a holding tank a few nights back for drinking and driving... Well, in my head sort of but the rest came later. The things you'll do when you're drunk and looking for nothing better to do, LOL!

Balt~

P.S.
I was only in there for a few hours too... think about the years so many set in there. Too much to think about, I dunno... I was ready to bust down walls. Not a good place to be. At all.

Love is a fall:
As you sit idly by: watching your muse, in utter silence and timid flirtations.
Of distant memories, shaded with idealism, she haunts you with the thoughts of what if.
And you
aghast and awash in a sea of self doubt, of indignant fuckery and other trite and troublesome musings that say you’re attempts are ill fated and it is unwise to press on.
And you
stand back yearning to cry: “I love you!”, “Yes, I fucking love you!”,    but you only manage to utter affable  nothings in passing bys.
And you’re falling:
Falling in love
Falling for love
until
…. you hit the ground.

This was written about a girl I've been kicking myself over and over for not asking out.

I know I'll catch sh*t for this one.


                                           Where Is The Dream?

Mother,
   
    What has happened to the raised fist?
(that lover of men turned harlot)

Given up ethnicity for
God
&
Gold

Ties that bind
(Slavemasters)

Mother:

    Have the savages been tamed? Are they now in love?
(with those that have hated and mistreated)

    Still burning crosses on the lawn
    of
        the
            mind.

    The incessant fire flits at nerve
    dam
       aged
    spir
    its

    No longer feeling

    An annoyance of that horse being beaten too
    m   a   n   y      t   i   m   e   s

    Oh Mother,

    If only I were a nigger.

It was like the night we laid upon the stars.
I looked in your beautiful eyes.
I saw my future and I saw you waiting.
If only I could to it right then and now.
We could be happy and I would finally love.

God, all I did wrong was make the mistake of not doing it.
Now she’s gone and I have no love left.
Because of her I remember the best nights of my life.
Dinner, movies and even mischief.
We were like that and you know what I mean.
Now it’s over… and I can’t believe it.

I said, ‘I love you.”
She said it back.
Next day I remembered how could I think of that?
I know it was true and now you do to.
Maybe once you realize that I am not joking and we were meant for each other…

She called the next day.
“Where is Joe?”
Mother hung up the phone not knowing where he’d go.
The police are searching, every corner, and every street.
Not being able to find clues or a reason why.
“But my phone was disconnected and I didn’t know what to do.”
“I have twenty missed calls, all from you.”

She went out searching everywhere they’ve been.
She never had luck only disgrace.
After one week of looking she remembered one thing.
“What about under the stars?”

She made her way, miles and miles.
Almost at the spot they admitted their love.
He was laying there, slit wrists and a hole in the head.
Next to the gun there was a note.
Splattered in blood, she then picked up the note.
A tear ran down her face as she read it out loud.

“I swear I love you and I will miss you.
You had me waiting all night and I can not live with this anymore.
Are you ignoring me?
Or you just plain hate me?
I love you, baby.
If only you could feel the same way…”

Today marks a new day, for you and for me
and though you don't even know it, I've finally set you free.

It broke my heart to get here and killed me through and through,
but in the end I made it, I'm finally getting over you.

I sleep at night and drift again instead of broken dreams,
I even wake and forget to think of you, as strange as it seems.

I have one thing to thank you for, for waking myself up to me,
I learnt a lot, got burnt a lot, but now I see who I want to be.

A brand new me~

congrats, andy.  i'm proud of you.  that one was terrific.