POEMS IV

 Somebody Like You

I never thought that I would find someone like you,
I thought I would spend the rest of my life alone,
Instead I found you.
A person who believes in me,
Trusts me,
And loves me just the way I am.
How did I get so lucky as to find you?
What did I do to deserve you?
I am afraid that one day you will wake up,
And realize how much better you could do.
But until that day,
I will be grateful that I found somebody like you.

 I'll Always be Here

I'll always be here, 
That's what you told me.
But where are you now?
You are not with me,
Holding my hand as I cry,
Wiping the tears from my face.
Why did you lie to me?
Why did you leave?
I believed you when you said,
You would always be here.
So where are you,
Now that I need you more than anything.
Are you coming back,
Or did you just leave me all alone?

Healing

People say that time can heal all wounds,
I'm not sure if I believe that.
Everyday my pain seems to get worse,
Instead of better.
What can I do to heal my heart?
Sometimes I feel like the healing has begun,
But then something happens and the pain returns even worse than before.
I am tired of hurting,
I want to return to the time where pain was not something I had to live with.
But this pain is something that I will have to live with for the rest of my life.
Maybe one day I will be able to start the healing process,
I just hope that day is soon.

Tired

 I am so tired of hurting,
I wish that I could bring you back.
Everyday I think of you,
Wishing that I could stop everyone's pain.
I wish that I had magical powers so that I could do all that I could.
I can't help but wonder, if there was a reason for your death.
If there was, will I ever be able to find it?
I want to know why,
But I don't think there is an answer for it.
Sometimes bad things happen to good people.
I just wish that they didn't have to happen to you.
I miss you, as does many other people.
I am just tired of feeling sad.

Never Got to Say Goodbye

Sometimes I swear,
I can still hear your voice.
I call out to you,
But then I remember that you are gone.
If you are gone, why do I still hear you?
Why do I think that I see you?
Everyone asks, how are you?
How do they think I am?
I am a completely different person than I was just as short while ago.
Without you, there are nothing but questions in my head?
I wish that it was really your voice that I heard,
Then this would all be a dream,
well, more like a nightmare.
But you would be here, stopping everyone's pain.
Instead everyone hurts and they are left with nothing but memories.
I still don't believe that you are gone,
Because I never got to say goodbye.

Two Late

I told you the words you waited so long to hear,
But I told you too late.
I told you that my heart had been yours all along,
But you didn't believe me.
You thought I was telling you this to make you stay.
That was only part of the reason why I told you.
The other reason was because I didn't know,
I never allowed myslef to belive that I loved you.
When I finally let down my guard,
And allowed myself to see the truth,
It was too late.
You had loved me for such a long time,
And you thought that I loved someone else.
But all along I loved you,
I just didn't know it until it was too late,
Now you are gone,
And I am all alone, broken hearted,
Wishing that I had said I love you,
Before it was too late,
And I lost you forever.

Time

In time I will love again,
I will stop thinking of you,
and what might have been.
I will put my heart back together.
I know it will take time,
But I want to be over you now.
I want the pain to go away.
I don't want to think of you anymore,
In time I will forget,
But that may take forever.
I want to love again,
But you are holding me back,
In time my heart will be free,
to love another.
I just hope that time is soon.

Too Much To Ask

Is it too much to ask,
For everyone to get along,
For the wars to stop.
It is too much to ask,
For the world to be a better place,
For it to be clean for everyone.
Is it too much to ask,
That everyone has a place to live,
And food to eat.
Is it too much to ask ,
For everyone to be happy,
For everyone to be loved.
Is it to much to ask,
For to the world to be perfect.
Or am I just leaving in a dream word where all this could happen?

 

 

All poems written by Jenni

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