(no subject)

Why won't the tears come?
I feel like they should.
Like I have a river inside
waiting to be spilled...

Or maybe that riverbed
dry,
and that's why I fell so
empty.

It's when you feel like you
want to cry, and can't,
that you shoud know
something's wrong.

And it's that feeling. Of
being all alone, with nobody
there to make you feel better,
or dry your tears.

And righht now, in all this,
I just want to be held.

~Sky

Another attempt at poetry... another bad poem...

Fine With Me

You said that you loved me.
You said you wouldn't hurt me.
And now I've seen how easily
you lied, and my confidence
shattered.

You said that I was beautiful.
You said that you loved me.
You lied to me, you've broken
my shell, and I'll never be able
to put the peices back together.

And you didn't stop there.
It wasn't enough to hurt me.
You lied to my friend, you hurt
her. She's lost her confidence
that day, and it never returned.

We stopped talking, you never
called me, I never called you.
And as far as our relationship
had gone, that was fine with me.

~Sky

If you truly want to know what this is about just ask. I don't feel like writing about it right now.

(no subject)

You know that place?
The one in your chest, the
one that lets you know how
you feel? Yeah, you know
the one I mean.
Ever feel like it's
empty?
Like there's a space there
that shouldn't be?
Or like you've been
wounded,
and there's that ache,
the one that'll never go away,
no matter what medicines
you take, no matter
what doctors you go to...
You ever get that feeling?

~Sky