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Jinxed

Raindrops cloud my vision
I stand out in the pouring rain,
Staring into the darkness

'Its the Jinx'
Thats my one explination

I simply can't figure out what went wrong.
Everything seemed fine..
Absolutely wonderful..
I guess I was a little off.

Tears begin to blur the world,
Meshing it into a swirl of darkenss and rain.

Where do my tears end and the rain start?
Where did my happiness go?
Where is my courage?

I can't tell.
I don't know.
I don't care.

***DISCLAIMER***
No..I'm NOT suicidal..these poems express my feelings at the time I was writing them. I'm not going to kill myself. Please don't tell any more teachers that your concered about me..because I'm FINE. Thank you.

Comforting Blanket

Arms grip at my sides, holding me tight, holding me close.
I press my body to his, my tears flowing like waterfalls,
never ceasing.
'I wish it was me' I think to myself. 'I wish I was the one he loved.'
But its not so...its not me.

Darkness engulfs me...
Swallowing me whole.
Leaving nothing to mourn, no memory at all.

Death is a comforting blanket.
I pull it up and over my head...
Curl into a ball...
Die silently...
Nobody cares.

Forecast

His arms.

I don't feel safe anywhere else.
I long for his embrace.
To bury my head in his neck and breathe deeply.
Saving the memory for a rainy day.

Forecast: Torrential Downpour. Forever.

Of Course!

He loves me...not.

Was it meant to be?
Of course...not.
Does he still care for me?
Of course...not??

I don't want to loose him.

Do I still care?
Of course!
Is any of this fair?
...or not?

Come Back Soon

Waves crash gently against the shore.
The fiery sun watching over us, glinting off the water.
I lean back into your arms,
Smile silently as the familiar feeling washes over me.
The city bustles off in the distance.
I see it, point it out, as you nod and breathe softly onto my neck.
I close my eyes.
Breathe deep the salty sea, and your scent.
Slowly I open them..
The only arms around me are my own.
The air takes on an unforgiving chill.
The sun dissapears.
The waves get rough.
"ENOUGH OF YOUR DREAMS!" they say..they push me away.
I shiver and walk slowly home.
Wish that you were here to chase the waves away.
Until you come, here I stay..
Watching the sunset, cold and alone.

PLEASE READ! MUY IMPORTANTE!
Please, please, PLEASE do not steal my work..or I'll hunt you down and beat the pootie out of you..I'll get my Female Booty Thug on yo' @$$..but, if you WOULD like to use some of my poetry, feel free..just give me the credit I deserve and put a link to my site somewhere near it..or just put my name there "Ilana Frome" or something..but..don't just take it..coz thats just plain mean..and I'll cry. You don't want me to cry..do you? :'(