2 poems by me

This is the 1st poem I ever wrote.....

Moving On


Never before have I felt this way
But people go though this everyday
So sad,so depressed,I just want to rest
and you're saying that this is all for the best
So I lay in my bed staring at the ceiling
trying so hard to supress this feeling
You're moving on I'm trying to do the same
but every time I saw someone that feeling came
the feeling of sadness and wanting to cry
I say I'm alright but thats a lie
I thought I had every thing now your what I lack
so I lay here sadly wishing you back
Then I hear a car door slam,hoping you were there
because if you weren't I dont know how I would fare
I opened the door feeling the wind's gentle touch
then I realized how I missed you so much
seeing no one there I gave a sad sigh
that car door slam got my hopes so high
I thought you came back to me
but now I see that cant be
I'm hurting so bad
when it goes away I will be glad
I walked to the kitchen and reached for a knife
knowing it wouldn't hurt so much if I took away my life
I plunged in the knife feeling the painful bite
but I was ready to give up without a fight
I dropped the knife staring at the face of death
and thought of you as I took my last breath.


Here is one I wrote just a little while ago.....


Dying for Love



A teardrop hits the tiled floor


All moments seem to cease


This boy will never truly be happy


Until he finds his peace





His peace lies within a girl


A girl which he adores


His love is trapped behind a wall


Behind 1,000 doors





The teardrop seeps into the cracks


His love shall be unspoken


For if he puts all his faith in love


His heart will surely be broken





The sun dries the teardrop


Inside this boy is hollow


He sucks it up and pulls away


No teardrops are to follow





Later on at home that night


He is no where to be found


His dad checks the attic


And finds a note on the ground





look above this paper


you’ll see my body swaying to and fro


I just want one last chance to tell you


How I love you so





I didn’t die of anger


nor did I die of hate


I died because I loved a girl


She truly was my soul mate





bury me now into the ground


cover me 6 feet deep


picture me alive and well


imagine Im asleep





The end is there for all of us


but for me the end has come


tell the paper no lies of me


let it read he died for love



When someone first read these they thought that I was going to kill myself, Im going to make this clear, Im not going to, Im not even considering it.......I just cant write any other kind of poems, they say the best writing comes from the heart, I havent had enough experience to write like that so I write from my head, these are my thoughts not my heart.

With that said please tell me what you think about the poems.