ME AND HER

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    ME AND HER

    During my existence, I have found myself far from being accepted.
    Inside I was alone, my feelings were negatively neglected.
    The pain would not go away, it made a home within my soul.
    That’s why I wrote”Living in Hell” I had to let the hurt unfold.

    That was the roughest experiences, that I had ever seen.
    And after reading that poem, you’ll see exactly what I mean.
    But now I have a reason to be happy, no more hidden emotions.
    Never again will there be a need, to create an exotic potion.

    My reason, I’ve found myself a companion, that makes me wanna sing.
    I admire her and how she’s changed me, about her I love everything.
    So many times saying to myself, “that girls the one for me.”
    The things I discovered inside of you, the other girls could ever bring.

    One thing that defines her is, her amazing personality.
    If this poem were TRUE LIFE, I’d title it “this can’t be reality”
    For my appreciation I’ve developed, my gratitude must be shown.
    My life has been so much better, as a person I have grown.

    In reference to Nickleback, you have now become my hero.
    Inside I feel like superman, before I thought I was equivalent to zero.
    So you’ve changed me emotionally and my overall outlook of myself.
    If this were the Olympics, I would be on top of the trophy shelf.

    Like Aaron Hall “I Miss You,” I think about you so much.
    Now you’re within my soul, somewhere pain will never again touch.
    “I Was Made to Love You,” as if I were Gerald Levert.
    It had to be my destiny, my heart will no longer hurt.

    Reminiscing about the first time, that we talked on the phone.
    And I couldn’t help loving your voice, especially your beautiful tone.
    When you call me baby, I’m taken to a place never before seen.
    It gives me strength, like when Popeye eats the stuff in the can that’s green.

    Now I’m feeling like Plies, Kayla I’m your number one fan.
    But the fact that you’re in the hospital, makes me feel like a losing man.
    When your brother called to say, that you had taken ill.
    I was silent, said nothing, and didn’t know how to feel.

    Earlier today you called, I almost cried when I heard you talk.
    I was excited, said, “thank you God,” inside I started to walk.
    I layed down and took a nap, then had a nice dream about us.
    Woke up with a real big smile on my face, felt like I was gonna bust.

    Can’t wait to see you, can’t wait to hold you, can’t wait to give you a kiss.
    Never have I looked forward to having anything, as much as I wanted this.
    Get well real fast and think of me as I often think of you.
    And pray for me as I pray for you, as most in love couples do.



    By: Jeremy Jason

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