more love crap.

By FlashDark

The only ones who can kill with words
are the ones you truly love
true love is discovered not found
its a simple vision
held in my head
a happy life to me
cannot be found in material possesions
nor temporary highs in life
being one that has "good life"
with plenty of "things"
i can attest
none of it made me happy
being one who has a sibling
who fell into the trap of the latter
i can truly tell you
she is NOT happy
she used them as an escape from life
from the pain she was in
it just dug her deeper
into the sludge she was wallowing in
i found happiness
it wasnt anything that was bought
its something that no man can hold
its a feeling
and emotion
so strong
its driven me to do things
ive never done before
its called love
and her name is Savannah Jackson
i would have never believed
i could feel like this
i have carved in my heart
what most people carve in trees
her name
will always be remembered
even if we part ways
she wouldnt even have to touch me
for me to bleed
bleed pure emotion
one day i will be able
able to show her
truly how i feel
i will try to show her
try until the day i die

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Copyright 2005 ScreamingHeart
Published on Sunday, April 17, 2005.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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