the story of my life is one long mistake
missed takes through scenes of the x rate
i hate what ive done to myself and you
im scared of the wrongness i must undo
you slipped from me faster than water through a funnel
visions of your face growing dim through a tunnel
everytime i blink the distance grows greater
and all i could think is that i did date her
i fucked up more then my arms can reach
a embrace could bring it back, but not my heart felt speech
you want me back but you feel i must realize
i can lose you to someone else, in a blink of these eyes
i see your face in my mind every moment of existance
but my mind is not mine, and your face is a great distance
i miss you so much and i dont wanna play these games
you know you want me back, and you know i can change
you dont wanna date other people, or feel their arms strength
you want my grip, you want me to be paint
you want me around, and on every corner for you
i can be there baby, if you would just trust for a few
i can show my depth and how ive matured in days
seeing you with someone else is an awaking suns rays
i know where i am now, if you could please just trust me
its asking alot, but youd get more than when you bust me
dont play these games laura, youre my fucking girlfriend
youre not my possession , youre there till the world ends
you cant tell me you dont want me back in your life
you cant tell me you dopnt dream of being my wife
you cant tell me you dont wanna forgive
you cant tell me without you i wouldnt want to live
just open your eyes laura and tell me your heart
dont gimmie this bullshit that itll just come apart
im different than i was and im gonna change more
everyday im getting more into what you could adore
dont go out with other fucking losers
im the only loser that you want, im the only loser
my heart aches when i know that fuck is calling
with every ring on that phone my heart keeps falling
i can cry and cry till im dehydrating
i can moan and moan and start migrating
different destinations no matter how far
and every time i stop ill turn around the car
keep coming back to plead an end to games
this is our life laura, and we're out for fame
you cant tell me you want someone else
you cant tell me youre heart is staying on the shelf
you cant tell me you dont miss my stare
you cant tell me that all this is fair
so give up this shit laura youre my fucking woman
your not his or theirs or anyone elses
so come back to me and let me prove myself and clean up my messes
i dont know if its a word but you get the frickin point
ill give up anything laura, ill never pick up a joint
im gonna have a job and youre love again
quit resisting the opportunity, quit dating other men
just give yourself up and be mine one more
we cant grow without eachother, i\thats the real chore
to miss and want and never have it back
you cant love somone when youre always talkin crap
i say crap cause thats what this is
dating this guy hes just a fucking prick
im your fucking man hes a fucking joke
hes a rebound for you cause your heart was broke
hes not what you want, hes a mender for your heart
but i wanna be that i can play that part
im writing and writing cause i cant stop my feeling
i cant let you get far, i gotta keep reeling
peddling anything to get you back home
in my hear in my soul is where you should roam
this isnt a joke , our hearts arent game boards
our souls arent chess pieces moving in hoards
this is us, this you this is danee
this is melissa and rianna and me being manly
this is my love, this is my truth
this is my heart hanging in a booth
waiting for you to pick it back up
dump that other fuck and let me prove my love
how long is this poem i havent stopped typing
its easy to write when you cant stop crying
its easy to hope when your down in your own shit
its easy to dream when you dont wanna quit
its easy to love when you got a grip on the handle
its not easy to love when your hearts a burning candle
when the wicks getting short and you feel the wax on your ass
beginning to melt and you cant seem to pass
the moment the second when you realize you were wrong
when i found out that i shoulda put down the bong
when i figured out that my love is a song
that will keep on going till im dead in casket
till my lungs cant pass another breath in the basket
youre my fucking soul and ill keep repeating that to you

tisk tisk people

man.. i put some heartfelt emotion into this piece.. it is true to the tear i cried writing it... and i cant even get a response.. figures

Fuking hell... that shit was DEEEEEEP!

I read the whole lot aswell n I was feeling it A LOT!

Keep it up n u'll go far