my friend brokenwords wrote this poem. i absolutly loved it. and i just felt that i definitley needed to put it in my journal. everything i am hearing makes it seem like a fairy tale so picture perfect, the love you share it is all you wanted and so much more so quickly you have become eachother's world here i sit, comtemplating this whole thing unable to distinguish if its real or fake so unclear someone please, tell me how i should feel its as if i am reading a novel; the perfect love story except the fact that it has me in tears while filling me with hurt and pain am i still the only one to blame? the look in your eyes i can see it all your stare is all missing her your actions all so clear everything now revolves around her a broken smile when you're not near her with tears falling inside, such things you cannot hide, a shattered image of you, so quickly killing me inside one simple comment, That is all it takes. i become filled with so much doubt, disappointment, pain and hate One comment is the cause of my tears. your words so dreadful, when can you quit speaking the words, The words that I fear? when can you quit criticizing me, You speak as if I didn't know! no matter the length i go to, you will never care, Just look away and frown upon me! doesn't matter how much i try, you always have those few words to say To just hurt me the worse. i don't want to hear them, i just want you to HONESTLY care, but no, You have nor ever will be there! why do you bother looking my way, I just disappoint you more everyday. i am not perfect, no where near, even if i were i wouldn't have your love, just your hate, so just say the words again, don't worry about me or my tears, i will be OK, without you there, i have survived this long, so say them more, Maybe eventually I wont care... maybe for once you will love me, just know for sure, i wont feel a damn thing for you But disappointment, pain and hate its amazing, the words you say. no matter the emotion they portray. whether you mean them or not, i feel as if it will be okay. i believe it all, doesn't matter what you say. i would follow your words to the end of the world and back. i'm sorry, it will be okay, life has meaning, cheer up, tomorrow will be a better day... oh how i wish these were true, but the biggest part of me believing them, is that fact that they come from you. yet, here i sit... listening to your empty lies... because they always seem to stop my cries. they silence my screams, they relive my pain, they remove the hate while reassuring me with faith. such empty words you say, with no emotion attached. but still they work, i love them all. they help me to believe it all, that you will be there to pick me up once i fall so say your empty apologies, say your empty lies... say them soon, because a part of me is feeling the need to cry. woww i love that.. anywayy. the only way to describe the last like week. well week being the last 3 days. is that i feel totally and completly drained. emotionally and physically. i mean its my own fault because i create these issues myself. and some how create unneeded ones. but its like the things that make you your happiest are the same things that are makin you so miserable. idk if that makes sense. but thats the only way i can think to describe it ..