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Tuesday, January 29, 2008

yay im finally online.
gonna type in a few poems i wrote in the past three weeks...

written on 11/1/08

unbridled:
love, tongue
said some things i shouldn't
could've betrayed my feelings.

i don't know...
but when the words came out,
all of your expressions
were unexplainable.
It made me feel that i have gone too far.

It's like you knew i wasn't really joking.
Part of it was from my heart.
That you knew i felt hurt.
It made me feel that i have gone too far.

I'm sorry I'm sorry
but what i said to you
wasn't meant for you.
some was for him too.
your expression and response,
it made me feel that i have gone too far.

Can't you tell? Can't you tell?
No you musn't. Yes you must.
both of you don't know.
my unbridled love has hurt me so.

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Smoking

i've started smoking
since a little while ago
the first puff got me choking
strange and queer

second puff and i was hooked
And it hurt me more than i knew
it would

smoking makes me happy,
it satisfies my crave.
Smoking aslo hurts me,
my heart's in a desolate cave.

The one thing i love,
is the same thing i hate.
My predicament fits me like a glove
I think i fully deserve.

Blame myself for my immaturity.
why did i take the first puff?
now i can't seem to stop.
I'm addicted to you.

**note:PLEEZ do not see this poem in the literal sense. becos ps:i hate smokers

yea nowadays a bit emo.
wad to do.
but im ok la. onli occasionally think of...that.
and then woots the emo shadow hits me.
bye for now.
im still smoking........

miyako___*