She's Dying.

[This was my entry post on Darlings Of Venus (DOV). And we can repost on the weekends, so here it is! :D ]

She's tired of the lies she's heard all of them say,

She's lost, she just cannot find a way.

She's seen them all smiling when she was smiling too,

And then they spoke their mean words, turned their backs

When her life was going off the track..

She learnt the hard way, that nothing and nobody are permanent.

That sometimes life gives you a rude shock,

It calls for your tears, your pain, it drives you insane.

But now she knows who will be there for her, and who all wont.

Now she's aware of the sink holes in her life.

Her mood is down in the trash, in the bin,

She's sick of feeling that way within.

She's this close to giving in.

If you know what to do, help her.

Because she is trying, but she knows she is failing. 

She's broken on the inside, and she is dying!

Ignore the English please! :P

I'd written this when I was 13, 4 years ago. Hope you liked it?

XoXo,

Ni.

Love Me All The Way.

" Stop showing 

You love me

A little at a time.

Stop saying

You care

Bit by bit.

Stop keeping

Me here

For tiny pieces of time.

Because I need 

All of you

Not piece by piece.

I love

All of you

Not just some parts of you.

So love all of me

All the way

All the time.

Or let all of me go

All at once

For good. "

by

Katrina Wendt  

She also blogs at http://vergeoflove.com.

I read this once, then read it over and over again. It's so short and simple but drives the point home so amazingly. That's the reason why I shared it over here. 

XoXo,

Ni.

Stay.

Would you stay if I ask you to?

Would you care if I tell you I love you?

Don't leave me hanging in here.

Don't leave me at all.

I need you close to me, need you near ..

Miss the train. Pull me close.

Hug me tight. Kiss my nose.

This is like a continuation to my previous poem 'Goodbye'.

XoXo,

Ni.

P.S : My main blog 'Tales of and by her' completes one year on the 1st of July. Drop by sometime :]

Do It My Way.

I am not going to give up, because I still want to try.
I'm not going to wipe my face, and fake a laugh when I still want to cry.
I am not going to say yes,I understand, when I simply don't.
I am not going to tell you I will do it, when I know I wont.

I am not going to say I got it, when I still want to know.

I am not going to lie, and say that I don't cry.
I'm not going to say I don't care, and be unfair.
I'm not going to scream and then ask you to keep it low.
And I'm never going to say that I'm over someone, when I can't let them go...

XoXo,

Ni.

I'd Rather Die.

[This is a poem I'd written reading some book,I don't remember now,but yeah. Enjoy!]

You said that you had had enough, and that you couldn't stand any more drama.
Basically, any of my stuff.
I realized it quite late, that you were out there, waiting in the rain, and now I'm swept with guilt.
I'm going insane.

Tell me you're going to give me a do-over. Tell me you're going to forgive me.
Coz I'd rather die, than hear that we weren't just meant to be.

I thought you were too serious, Didn't realize I was seeing it through my extremely sheltered eyes.
Now I understand that you were just being cautious and wise.
You taught me to be responsible, while all I did was accuse you of being drab and dull.

Tell me you're going to give me a do-over. Tell me you're going to forgive me.
Coz I'd rather die, than hear that we weren't just meant to be.

And now I can't sleep, I'm brimming with self hatred and regret.
And I am afraid you're going to forget.
Please don't do that to me?
I want need you back, the old us, the old we.
So I'm sending you a letter, with my heart in.
Please look beyond the mess that is me, understand what's within.

Tell me you're going to give me a do-over. Tell me you're going to forgive me.
Coz I'd rather die, than hear that we weren't just meant to be.

Yes,I'd rather die, than hear you say this.
So come on over and prove it wrong.
Sometimes things do work out, with a magical kiss.

I'm no longer the child, that I was before.
I know you were the reason my career rose and soar.
So just tell me quick, that you forgive me.
Because I'd rather die, than hear, that we aren't meant to be, just aren't meant to be...

XoXo,

Ni.

I Give Up.

I've come such a long way.. And I'm giving it all up today.

They said that I wasted time crying on him.
They may be right, they may be wrong.
All I know is I'm no longer that strong,
To take heartbreak over & over again, Coz I'm already going insane.

I don't know why I suddenly feel this way,
But I just am giving it all up today.

I can't keep daydreaming all the time,
Thinking of one day when I'll call you mine.
Because I already have so many things to worry about,
Such a mess, I want to shout!

I don't know why I'm suddenly feeling this way,
But I am giving it all up today.
I'm just putting all thoughts of you and us, away.

In the start, I dreamt a lot about you.
And I kept wishing all that would come true.
But now that I know it wont,
I'm giving it all up today.

XoXo,

Ni.

Reminiscing ~

(Just a little something I wrote while playing Innocence by Taylor Swift on loop. Heavily Inspired)

Baby Me :')

Wasn't it better when the hardest thing to do was to recite ABC?

When only the good in you, people used to see?

 Somewhere down the road, you've sold your innocence,

You've grown wary,

Now a days, suspicion and cynicism is all you sense.

Wasn't it easier when the hardest thing to do was tie your shoelaces?

When you'd be always surrounded by smiling, beaming faces? You had faith in everyone and everything,

People truly believed in you,

You felt good, you knew you could be and do anything.
Wasn't it better when the hardest thing to do was to drink milk without spilling a lot?
When 'let-me-play-for-longer' was the only thing for which you fought?
You were put to bed early at night, you slept peacefully, without a care of the world,
When you giggled and found immense joy when your daddy picked you up in his arms and swirled!
Wasn't it easier when all you needed to learn was that 1 was followed is 2?

When all your general knowledge contained was that dogs bark, and cows moo?
You could crawl into a huge bed, parents tucked you in, kissing you goodnight,

You didn't know about evil, your world was purely white.
Wasn't it better when you only cried for more food or because of a scraped knee?
When your schedule and to-do contained only eat, sleep and pee? (xDDD)

x----------x 

" Wasn't it easier in your lunchbox days? Always a bigger bed to crawl into.

Wasn't it beautiful when you believed in everything, And everybody believed in you? 

Wasn't it easier in your firefly-catchin' days? When everything out of reach, someone bigger brought down to you. Wasn't it beautiful runnin' wild 'til you fell asleep

Before the monsters caught up to you? " - Taylor

XoXo,
N.