Things don't always work out

by Em

When I lie in bed a night
I think only of you
and if the love you declare for me
is anywhere near true.

You pop up online ,
you say "hello."
My heart skips a beat,
my legs turn to jello.

If I got caught talking to you
my parents would surely, crucify
but for you I'd do anything,
I'd even gladly die.

You make my world seem brighter
with every word that you say.
I just hope that we meet soon,
hopefully some soon day.

You make me feel so special,
I hope you like me the way you say you do.
I'm writing this to say how much I care
and that this love I have for you is true.

You're not like all the other boys;
I know you won't break my heart.
I know you truly love me
and I've known it from the start.

I'll tell my parents about you;
I'll do it over dinner tonight.
You say, "only if you're ready,
do you think they will be alright?"

I say, "I hope so;"
then I wish you to have a good night.
What happened next,
was a terrible sight.

My parents went ballistic,
my father smashed the screen.
I tell them that I love you,
if only they'd have seen.

That night, my heart broke,
it ripped sourly in two.
And what I did next
I did because it's the only thing I knew.

I knew I'd never speak to you, again
let alone see your bright green eyes.
So, I cut into my wrists at where they'd scarred
and my blood shot eyes, let out their cries.

My parents took my life that night
and as I laid there dying,
I heard my mother say "lets see him,"
I wanted to scream for help, I couldn't but I kept trying.

But, if I knew that you'd be waiting for me
I'd have thought and thought some more
but without you in my life
I knew that it would be hardcore.

I knew it wouldn't be fun without you
and that I would always cry.
That night, I died
but to you, I said my final "goodbye."

Copyright: Emma Wallis

Submission date : 2009-11-17
Last edit : 2009-11-17

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