I really don't know what to say about this poem...it took me all day to finish.........*sigh*........its just a poem.....idk......

It's hard for me to get close to someone again...to trust them not to hurt me, but most of all to trust myself not to hurt them. I want to be able to give everything to one person, my whole heart, not just part of it. What is love/Love? *sigh* Sometimes its hard for me to tell someone I love them without feeling hurt inside. Maybe because the last time I actually truely meant it, with every fiber of my being, I destroyed everything we had. It all fell apart and only hate, anger, and jealousy remained. Love was no more. Some people say we should learn from our past, but what happens if the past is to hurtful to look back upon to learn from it......idk what I'm saying....I'm tired and need to sleep........so here's my poem, enjoy....


Nobody knows what she feels inside
the secrets shadowed beyond the light.
Her once bright halo
slips down around her neck,
tugging her off her cloud
cause of the sin's she committed...
to far now to be saved.

What was once an angel of perfection
is now a broke angel
with wings tattered and torn.
With a broken heart (her wounds cry for the grave)
and a dying soul (her soul cries for deliverance)
she pours out crimson regret
Her suicide

She could have flown forever
but how far would she have gone
until she mourned her love for you?
Should it hurt to Love?
Now she grieves the things
she can't repair.

Always and forever...
a promise, a dream.
What was, what might have been.
Now nothing more
nothing more than a broken dream
a broken promise
and a life spent without you