A place to Tremble

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    • MaxPowers
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    A place to Tremble

    A the start of our relationship I felt,joy, happiness and pleasure but, now knowing your true intension's I see that i am in need of a place to run. You as the wonderful person i used to know to know you as is just a; creep, villain,whore, slut and the meanest person I have ever met.You took my problems and made them inferior and made me look like the bad guy.You took the hope I was using to get us through the hard times and spat on it.

    I remember those nights when as i tried to make you happy,but that only made you more angry at me.I tried to help I wanted just to see you Happy.

    But No! You wanted to attack me physically and emotionally. all I wanted was to hold you so close to me, so i could possibly mold you, scalp you, love you.you flipped out on the smallest mistakes, I said sorry you declined my apology like a rock being thrown into the sea,slowly drifting away,sinking, seeing everything around him change. And at times i Couldn't breath, I couldn't walk, and a howl at the moon was the only place for my tears.You created a void between us every time we argue,every time you hissed and said i couldn't hold you.

    I have become weary of this love, become like a ghost able to become transparent i the face of love so i won't become hurt again.I need a place to stay other then here. Maybe outside in the beautiful grass, or in a bathroom stall. I need a place...to Tremble.

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    Sorealpoet commented on A place to Tremble

    09-12-2009

    Wow excellent piece man, I see at an early age you know and understand heartbreak, that's wassup man, keep it up.

    lookout commented on A place to Tremble

    06-25-2009

    DUDE THAT IS POWERFUL. I CAN REALLY FEEL YOUR PAIN THROUGH THE WORDS YOU CHOSE. PLEASE JUST DON'T GIVE UP ON LOVE. IT WASN'T APPRECIATED THERE IT WILL BE BY SOMEONE ELSE.

    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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