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On The Inside

Contributed by nessiecat on Friday, 15th November 2002 @ 04:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry



I wait for him on the inside.
Hes no desire to change my life.
And thats good, cause if he had that in mind,
hed have failed long ago, by this time.

I clear the glass with my outstretched hand,
wipe away the breath that was meant for the man.
And I wait until my feelings numb.
When theyve bled to death, hell come.

With a coffee cup I warm his hands
and act as though my day just began,
but all the doubt swelling in my head
would not be there, if hed arrived when he said.

Then he leaves and says see you around,
he says he dont make plans dont wanna tie us down.
Then he calls and says, Ill come see you tonight,
Im busy, but I really wish hed change my life.

I stay at home at the weekends,
writing songs and waiting for him.
And I wait until my feelings numb,
When theyve bled to death, hell come.

This ones about an ex-boyfriend who taught me a lot.
After a while, he really did arrive too late, so I split up with him. It was one of the hardest things Id ever done as he looked, walked and talked like the man of my dreams.

Breaking up with him gave me the biggest boost of self-esteem because I knew he was using me and, although it hurt me a lot, I had to have some self-respect.




Copyright © nessiecat ... [ 2002-11-15 16:00:00]
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Re: On The Inside (User Rating: 1 )
by DreamWeaver on Friday, 15th November 2002 @ 04:51:02 PM AEST
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I admire you ... Great poem.


Re: On The Inside (User Rating: 1 )
by OreO on Friday, 15th November 2002 @ 04:55:43 PM AEST
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This is beautiful, i really think
that was very brave of you to do
what you did in this situation
many people can't do this because
they don't think they are strong enough
I enjoyed reading this one
Thanks for sharing it
.::´¯`·..· OreO·..·´¯`::.


Re: On The Inside (User Rating: 1 )
by viola on Friday, 15th November 2002 @ 10:27:52 PM AEST
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Good for you. Keep up the good thoughts.




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