Whyyyyyyyyyyyy......

by frances marie   Jan 16, 2006


Curse me...
if you want...
but i wont let go of him...
my heart is only for his...
and if not,will be dying.....

not you will understand
a love like i feel...
a love so much alike
one secret that wishes
to forever be concealed.....

not you....
because sadly....
reality hurts....
the secret is the truth...
and the truth is pain....
but pain is love...
if you could see...
the way that i walk....
it's diffrent from your lane....

see it....
see it...make your heart see...
see the truth, the pain, the love...
for they are only one...
and i call it secret.....
this secret is love...

feel it....
fee it....make your heart feel
feel the truth,the pain, the love..
for they are only one...
and i call it secret....
this secret is love....

but again this secret is sad...
it will live.....long enough that
i can.....but maybe
one day if the secret dies...
the love will....
for i know if the secret is revealed
you will not take it....
and the murder of love
will be the story of the secret...

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  • 18 years ago

    by Mike G

    Very nice. You can definately relate to a poem like this. Everyone has had "secret loves" at one point and they have to decide what to do about them. Overall I really liked this poem. Keep it up.