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Amber Jade Jul 2011
The Day you left,
Became the day i died,
I still keep your secrets locked inside,
My smile committed suicide,
My tears murdered my laugh,
I cry myself to sleep
And feel like I've been cut in half.
Each day is a kick in the guts,
Each sun rise brings a new day of tears,
I miss how it used to be,
I wish i could go back a few years.

I miss your smile,
I can still hear your laugh,
I still taste you kiss,
My room still smells of you,
And I'll always feel your arms wrapped around me.
I want to hear you sing to me,
Just one last time,
Watch you play guitar,
You were always my star.

But i have to realize,
Your gone and not coming back,
These tears will last years,
I'll always lack you in my life,
And this pain will always cut me,
Like a knife.
Amber Jade Jul 2011
Your the air that I breath, ?
The blood that I bleed,
?The words that I speak
?And the colours I see.

??Your the ground beneath my feet,
?My wings that make me fly,
?And my heart that slowly beats.
??Your sunshine on a rainy day
?And what washes my fears away.

??With you lie my secrets,
?My thoughts are always safe with you
?And my words i know you'll never repeat.
Amber Jade Jul 2011
He's smart,
He's sensitive,
And not afraid to cry,
Oh some one please tell me,
Is this guy alive?

I think he is,
I'm sure I've met him,
I think i was even just talking to him.

He's Amazing,
Romantic,
One in a million,
He knows how i feel,
And i only wish i knew how he felt about me.
this isn't finished but i started and i got writers block so yeah.
Amber Jade Jul 2011
blood on our hands
knife in the draw
i'm trying to leave
but you want more
you want
me to be dead
falling to the floor
trying to breath
but not making a sound at all.

you want me in a coffin
not moving, breathing, talking or screaming.
you wanna see me go six feet under
and thought it's stealing your thunder
you stand there and watch as i go.

you want my face out of your mind
but there's no other place to go.
you want to stop hearing me scream your name
well what was you aim then?

soon i'll be out of sight
there fore my flight is almost over.
my last words to you were 'what the **** *****? are you sober?'
but now i wanna change it 'thank you for making the suffering end.'
Amber Jade Jul 2011
I saw it,
I saw everything,
I saw the twist of his neck,
I saw his body fall to the floor,
I saw the pain in his eyes.

I heard it,
I heard everything,
I heard the snap of his neck,
I heard the bang when his body hit the floor,
I heard his silent scream for my help.

I felt it,
I felt everything,
I felt the fury rise inside me when hi neck was snapped,
I felt the adrenaline when he fell to the floor,
I felt the guilt, sorrow and misery fill my heart.

I remember it,
I remember everything,
I remember the feeling when i died inside,
I remember watching his body fall to the floor,
I remember hearing his silent screams.

My actions didn't make it better,
The cutting of people the revenge,
It didn't make it better,
My tears,
They didn't make it better,
They just sliced into my skin,
My screams,
They didn't make it better,
It just hurt me even more.

Now he's gone,
And I'm left with my molnija marks,
I hate them,
They remind me of him,
Of his adorable jokes,
Of his blue eyes,
Of the events of that day,
I wish,
I was the one that died yesterday.
This poem was inspired by Rosemary Hathaway from Frostbite, 2nd vampire academy book written by Richelle Mead. Chapter 21 and 22.
Amber Jade Jul 2011
i'm sitting at my desk,
i'm completely oblivious,
phone in hand,
waiting for something to happen.
sitting at my desk,
on my laptop typing,
music in the back ground,
mood as bad as possible.
trying not to cry,
i never knew it was possibal,
that the person that makes me so happy,
could make me feel this bad.

he's supposed to shield me from the pain,
protect my heart from the world,
save me from myself.
but he's making me cry,
feeding me the pain,
kicking me in the guts.
he was supposed to be there for me,
since i was born,
i was supposed to be able to rely on him.

sitting at my desk,
thinking about how much he missed,
how much he's not here,
how many good byes I've said to him,
there's 386,
how many tears have fallen from my eyes,
because he said good bye
or simply because he's not here.
what happened to dad's,
girls best friends,
here to stay,
not flying away.
Amber Jade Jul 2011
with what time we have left,
we'll be lucky to escape,
what great a fate,
comes our way.

we'll accept its embrace,
turn down it's terror filled face
and run with the black panthers rawwww!

By time it'll be over,
we'll go our separate ways,
but know this i will look back some day.
the great fun we had,
the times we were sad.

but when its comes around,
we'll accept its embrace,
turn down its terror filled face
and run with the black panthers rawwwww!
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