Annie

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Hey guys, what can I say... 15yr old chica, living in Australia. My friend Bonnie (her poems are around here somewhere too, she writes her own songs and stuff, awesum gal)introduced me to this site, and got me into writing again. But my inspiration is my boyfriend, i love him so much. 15yrs to young to be in love? I say no.
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You know you cross my mind every minute of the day You know you play with my thoughts and tease my laughter You know you can make me cry and stress myself to hell's end You know you comfort me and make me feel safe You know you're leaving, but you won't tell me You know you're fading, but you still make me laugh You know you're not coming back, but you don't want me to stress You know you're not going to be around to hold me much longer You knew it would happen You knew it was coming You knew you were sick You knew, and I didn't I know you loved me I know I loved you I know you're looking down on me now I know one day, I'll see you again
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Friends are there when the tides are high, when a helping hand is needed to cross the beaches. Friends have comfort in their voice and compassion in their eyes and you know it's saved just for you. Friends hold you, listen to you and let you have your peace without needing you to ask them to do so. Friends can fight and it doesn't matter. Friends can laugh when there's nothing to laugh at. Friends cry together, smile together but they won't die together. One will always be by the other's side, and watch as their last light fades. One will always grieve, because that's how it's meant to be. One will always have their memory passed on through another, because a true friend will never let that memory die.
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All the pretty roses lined up two by two Pink and red and yellow I know them through and through All the pretty roses standing straight and tall Looking how you want them If you want them at all All the pretty roses hoping you'll notice them bloom Craving your attention Losing it so soon All the pretty roses hiding what's within Maybe they hold something good maybe there's something there to win Every rose has their thorns. It's what pricks and tricks us into their lies, Becoming wrapped up in their little package, just for them to abuse. They look, talk, act as one. With no individual goals, just an illusion they construct to satisfy those around. All the pretty roses where do I fit in?
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Holding onto the last thought of you, not wanting to let you go. It's too soon to say good-bye, it felt like we were barely together. You I know I treasured every second, every breath I took when I was with you. I looked forward to every phone-call, every conversation I would have with you. But there's nothing to brighten my horizon now, you're gone. Gone forever. My last hope, the last strand of my life has left. You were all I had to hold on to, and without you I have nothing. But I know you'd want me to carry on, to live life to the full. It'll be hard without you at my side, but I'll try my best. Just for you.
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The good times are gone But I want them back You can't help me You don't want to The good times are gone They may return someday But you're not rushing You don't want to The good times are gone They're on the horizon You could call them back But you don't want to The good times are gone Am I trying to hard? You could make me stop all this But you don't want to The good times are gone But I want them back
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They do not see you As I see you now A voice so true An image so pure It's only you They do not believe me When I say I love you I am not free To speak my mind I am not me No-one knows who I am It's only you I'm in your hands
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