Friend (Birthday)

I use to have a friend if you could call it that.

But like all good things it must come to an end,

And this was no exception to that.

We were friends from the start, 

but in the end you left me,and broke my heart.

Because of you I have trust issues,

And I've met some real nice people too,

But I can't open up to them like I did with you, 

I'm afraid that they'll do what you did to me too.

I know I should forgive you and move on because it's the right thing to do,

But I can't get over what you did to me, and its eating me , kill me from the inside.

Sometimes I think why am I still alive ,

Why can't I just die.

But it all lies with you,

Yeah it's all lies with you,

I like the way that sounds it just describes you,

as much as I'd hate to admit it I would forgive you,

but if I fall anymore into this darkness I don't think I will be capable to.

I don't know what to say if people ask me about you,

"How is she?" How is who?

"Don't you speak to her?" I don't think I want to.

You had me believing it was all to do with myself,

because of you I couldn't break out, I couldn't be myself.

You were my reason for everyday,

but everyday a part of my happiness you took away.

Every time I'd see you I'd say,

Hi, how are you?

But I'd just get ignored and pushed away.

But hey it's ok.

There's no reason for any of us to stay, and pretend everything's fine,

So let's just go our separate ways.

E

Mystery

I wrote this poem on a bus I don't remember why but I know it was just below a half finished poem I was writing just second before. I had completely forgotten I even had this till I opened by book and saw it.

Mystery

If life's a mystery, one big mystery then why does it not give clues?

If life's a mystery, one big mystery then why am I not with you?

Oh life is cruel, oh yes its cruel and it tortures me with you.

Oh life's a fool, oh yes I'm a fool for believing in love with you.

So I pack up my bag, I gave life all I had and I bid my adieu.

As I leave at the door, I see you and I want to live life once more...

E

The Wolf and The Moon

A story I read somewhere thought I'd share it. I don't quite understand it myself.

The Wolf and The Moon

The wolf one true love is the moon. Once a month he would get to see her. When he did he would howl at her asking her to come down, but she wouldn't, not matter how much he howled.

No matter how much he begged she wouldn't listen,

he just wanted to be with her,

he didn't no what attracted him to her but he knew she was the one he wanted to be with.

When she would leave he would look forward to seeing her again.

When he did, he would ask beg again but she just wouldn't listen. 

Although they we're so different, so far apart that didn't stop him.

he would howl and howl and howl, hoping one day maybe just maybe she would change her mind.

Till that day he would keeping howling for her till he dies...

E

Broken Record

This is just a little poem I wrote, hope you enjoy it:

Broken Record

I hate that I love you,

but no one makes me feel the same way as you do.

When I see you "typing" I get butterflies in my tummy.

For you I turn into a complete dummy.

And when I hear your voice,

It's the sweetest noise.

Music to my ears an orchestrated symphony.

Those are just the things you do to me.

But you say it'll never work between us.

But you see I'm a broken record.

I just keep singing the same song.

I say yes and you'll say no.

We'll keep trading blow for blow.

I'm just stuck on you,

You don't see it the same way I do.

I love you, I love you, you I love.

I hate that I love you,

but no one makes me feel the same way as you do.

I try not to miss you,

but you find your way into head like you always do.

So I put my heart in an un-open-able block.

But you still seem to find the lock.

I learnt to grow a full metal heart.

But you just make it rust and fall apart.

But you see I'm a broken record.

I just keep singing the same song.

I say yes and you'll say no.

We'll keep trading blow for blow.

I'm just stuck on you,

You don't see it the same way I do.

I love you, I love you, you I love..

I hate that I love you,

but no one makes me feel the same way as you do.

I can't stand that I care about you , thinking maybe you'll care about me too.

You play your twisted games on my mind as it slowly decays,

likes it's your personal playground.

It makes me sick and home bound.

Your a cruel mistress,

I know it but in you I put my trust.

But you see I'm a broken record.

I just keep singing the same song.

I say yes and you'll say no.

We'll keep trading blow for blow.

I'm just stuck on you,

You don't see it the same way I do.

I love you, I love you, I...hate...you?

E

About Me

                                         HI, IT'S ME

So I've decided to create a blog, I've been wanting to for a while now but I didn't know what I wanted to make it about so I decided I'll just have a bunch of random things that interest me :)

So who am I? Well I want to remain anonymous as you've probably guess but you can call me Mr E or just E. 
I'm actually quite young , the "Mr" makes me sounds like a teacher not saying teachers are old of course.
This blog is just for me and I'm not expecting anyone to read it but it's there if you want to.
It's just gonna be a bunch of thoughts going in my head so feel free to peek in.
Why don't I keep a journal? I already have one and I don't want to keep a stack of books :P

Things that interest me...hmm...well video games, maybe I'll make a video game post in the future. I like poetry, not a fan of reading as much as I am of writing them.

So there you have it a bit about me :)

E