You all think you’re something special
Like you’re some human who’s actually an angel
Just covering up and disguised as the devil.
Wait, I may have said it backwards –
You’re like a human who’s actually the devil
Just covering up and disguised as an angel.
Never mind, does it matter?
When the fire ceases and smoke scatters
I still lay here shattered
To peer behind the disguise is truly
One thing that haunts me
As the truth slowly dawns on me
You’re truly hideous to behold
If only you didn’t glitter like gold
Not all that glitters is gold
A couple of bright red roses,
Bought you a couple of colorful posies
Kiss on the cheek, dance in the rain
Would you believe, twas all a pocketful of pain
Walking under the park’s tree
Lying among the grass and leaves
Laughing in the rain
Twas a pocketful of pain
Your first text to my phone
Smiling to myself when I’m alone
Counting days to see you again
Oh this was a pocketful of pain
Evenings spent on one knee
Sweeping you off your feet
Long drives, hand-in-hand
Somehow opened a pocketful of pain
I always knew it was too good to be true,
But still I tried reaching out for you.
You made me high, you sent me mad.
You made me reach out like I had never dared.
The short times we spent together
Shrouded in mysterious ether.
Till it came crashing down:
The reality and code by which we were bound.
Love can triumph over all, but it takes a soul
Not afraid to take a fall.
Tis neither were we. And so it died.
At least I could say I tried.
So frustrated by the fact I never knew
What ghosts haunted you.
Never got to see what was inside your heart –
No, perhaps not, but just a part.
A dark mystery of what could have been?
A bright future ahead if I could’ve seen?
I’m not one to walk away,
But that’s all that seems left to me today:
But ‘fore I walk away and let it be,
All I want to know, is did you ever love me?
Story behind the poem:
All I want to know, is did you ever love me, or was it all just a game?
picture by Dennis Wong
You gotta tears running down your eyes
Covering up with lies
Trying to say that you can fight it.
But this ain’t just a fight
That will last a night
It ain’t just a thing that you kick.
This is a raging war
Tearing down your door
Trying not to let it cave in.
I can see your grieving heart
And all it’s shattered parts
Lying awake at night remembering.
All the pretty things
Angels and their wings
Before the heaven’s turned grey.
No matter what you do
This storm will still scar you.
And you’ll still recall it another day.
Don’t let them see
Your greatest fear
But don’t lie to me.
I looked into your eyes
Didn’t see the little lies.
As your lips touched my cheek
This was the ending of the week.
I was on top of the world,
You were my special girl –
But I knew it deep inside –
Something wasn’t right.
And so was just the other day.
A fairytale was thrown away.
I don’t know why,
I sense lies.
I told you all my heart.
While I feel like you only told me half.
If you never ever liked me,
If you didn’t think this would suite thee.
Then you never should have kissed me.
Story behind the poem:
Written about a recent break-up, which I sort of understand but don’t. There were some things I just don’t get. If you didn’t mean it, why did you get so carried away?
photo by Katie Tegtmeyer