The Bitter Dark-Haired Grrl's Bitter Poetry-of-sorts

The numbers before the poems/rhymes are my bitterness factor, 1 being the sugariest, and 5 being suitably bitter.

5

You fill my heart with joy baby,
then you drain it all away.
You lift me to the sky baby,
but you drop me the next day.
I can't resist your lies, baby,
but this much I can say...
CARPE DIEM, baby,
for soon, boy, you will pay.

3

A silent tear rolled down my cheek
as I heard my beloved speak
that he loved another, and not me,
but at least he didn't say "Let's just be friends"...

2

Love will fade,
love will die,
But love should stay,
And you will cry.

2

Neither sun nor stars will be your guide,
so keep your heart and watch your stride.

2

'Tis better to have loved and lost,
than to never have loved at all,
says some guy.
'Tis far far worse to have loved and lost,
than to have a heart of stone,
say I.

4

When the world overcomes you with its strife,
dry your tears and get a life.

4

Yeah, tell me you love me
you know I love those words
Yeah, tell me you love me
I love you as well
Yeah, tell me you love me
your lies are so shiny
Yeah, tell me you love me
I love you to hell

3

You don’t know the power
you have in your hand
I never had the courage
so you’ll never know
You’ve got my heart
and I am now empty
Don’t squeeze too hard
or maybe you should

5 Note:This poem isn't by me...someone I chatted with a long time ago said it...I thought it was perfect.

A heart is not to be played with,
a heart is not a toy,
so if you want it broken,
then give it to a boy.
I gave my heart to you,
you broke it really fast.
Now all I have to say is...
BABY KISS MY @$$.

4

Liar, liar, lit my fire.
Stick your @$$ in muck and mire.
If you rot stuck in a fen,
I won't have to see you again!

*note--have you noticed my penchant for using symbols to spell a certain bad word??? *L*

4

The believer is happy,
The doubter is wise.
Believers will succeed,
But wallow in lies.
One who doesn't believe
Will be sentenced to fire,
So just go with believers,
And become a Liar.

5 Note: This poem also isn't by me

* the following poem is completely fictional. Any resemblance to any true person......, well hey this poem probably fits the bill of about half the countries population. This poem is not based on the authors life- she has feelings and emotions inside :K) All rights are reserved for the author ( 1925 Rays) and she will be mad if whatever rights those are become violated.

Emotionless

Emotionless I sit down and wait,
for a feeling to grow inside.
I want to love everyone,
yet I also long to hate.
Still, I have no feelings that I can find.

My soul has grown numb years ago,
and I long to remember what feelings were like.
What was it like with something Inside?
But, I cannot recall a single time I’ve cried.
And still, I have no feelings that I can find.

I stretch my mind to it’s last brink,
For some sort of feeling I have left behind.
But, I can’t even find pain,
or remember what sorrow is like.
So, still, I have no feeling that I can find

I have no Emotions left inside.

5

My love I hope you burn in hell,
I hope your new friend does as well.
You've made me sad, you've made me cry,
SO I hope in hell you two will fry!

5

(note: sung to the tune of "o christmas tree")
I hope you die, I hope you die,
and rot in hell, and in there fry.
You broke my heart, you've made me cry,
you stole my soul, I wonder why?
I hope you die, I hope you die,
and rot in hell, and in there fry!

Note: The above two poems were written purely as catharsis and are not meant to have any originality of rhyme scheme or any poetic value whatsoever--as if any of these are :)

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