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 Oct 2015 Vernon Waring
Cody Haag
I am always torn up, when I look upon you,
Feeling my blazing heart, my mind, what you put it through.
Love is fear, I think, in a different form,
One that can shape and shift easily, a terrible storm.
Love is the greatest or the worst, depends how you see it,
I'm simply glad I've reached that point, I'm ready to meet it.

I'll never forget,
I'll never forgive.
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But I'll learn to live with lost love,
With the pain that's concealed, abandonment from above.
When the God you crave and desire, disappears on you,
When cutting yourself is the only thing you can do.
I miss being a careless child, innocent from the world.
Where are you now, when my life's become unfurled?

Please help me find you, take you back,
You're my greatest love, and I want you back.
I want you back.
Back.
Come back.
"Cody, why are all your poems sad?"
"Meh."
 Oct 2015 Vernon Waring
Cody Haag
When I made the decision to leave behind everything that I loved, it wasn't my choice, it wasn't me giving you enough.

When I endowed with you my trust, it wasn't my intention to surrender to your endless suffering attention.

I was never enough for you, never the boy you wanted, I never earned your hate, always avoiding being confronted.

You hated when I would cry, hating me, cursing me, telling me to die.

And now the thin red marks, lining my wrists, show everyone how much I will never be missed.

When my life ends soon, they should all blame you, the one who said never to yourself should you stay true.
 Oct 2015 Vernon Waring
Cody Haag
Promises are meant to be broken,
That's what they always say.
But my face is always soaken,
With the tears I've shed today.

If promises don't last,
Then why am I living?
It means that my entire past,
Wasn't worth the giving.

Living day to day is stressful,
When happiness evades you.
Nothing seems to fill this hole,
That leaves my feelings askew.

Broken promises are meant to be,
Or perhaps never to have been said.
Now after all the pain, I see,
What should've stayed in my head.
Tomorrow is a mystery
Today is known
Yesterday is history
How much have you grown?

Tomorrow is a mystery
Yesterday is history
Today is known
What love have you shown?

Yesterday is history
Today is known
Tomorrow is a mystery
What seeds have you sown?
Co-authored by Mfena Ortswen
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