• beleieveme
  • is still finding herself and is enjoying the ride.....


i simply write this poem because i really dont know what to say
i sincerly write this poem because everything around me feels so far away
i hear a lot of problems
i see alot of things
i know a little too much
but wind still beneath my wings
i strive
i look beyond all the mess and all the wrong right now
and still say i can make it
simply named untitled because i really cant figure out what to call it
everyhtings so bunched up every sound so diguised
everything just seems like deciet in my eyes
i wanna believe
i wanna say that i can go on without you
i can make it without u
but not being so true
no believe the words that you hear or i share
i want to say "free me"
in fact i want to scream it
here....now the words are able to come about
now i can think
there is actual room up there for me to say
that i know what im saying and not have to second guess it
untitled, enedited...more like the directors cut
the real me
what im really thinking
still unknown but i can actually say only i and he will always know how i feel and he will never judge
but understand and find away to fix it and once he's fixed it
then and only then will this have a title

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Louise commented on untitled


You're very young at the peak of your life. You don't know who you want to be and then it's complicated by love. Sometimes life is like a yoyo. Continue to write and share you feelings.

Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

beleieveme’s Poems (4)

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define me 0
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