Jul 31 2011

I know, pie. i know

Published by at 10:31 am under Missing you Love Poems

im listening, pie
im listening to u
but im too late
im too late to save the dying friendship
too late to keep u save
and tell u how much i care
im too late to pray
too late to cry
to late to pay attention
its too early to die
and too early to run
too easy to give up
but too hard to fight
its too much to hand
too little to throw away
its too big for me to process
not small at all
im too slow to realize its over
too fast to slow down and figure this out
im too light to drown
too heavy to hang
im too ugly to deserve u
too mean to be true
im too stupid to think before i talk
too meek to say what i needed to
im too spiteful to kill myself
too hesitant to help
im too confusing for u to know me
too young for u to care
ur too far for me to comfort u
too concerned about what my brother would say
ur too special for me to let u go
too quick for me to catch u
so fast
u ran so fast
im too lost to find my way home
too smart to let myself go
im too sorry to b okay
too scared to go after u
im just.. never enough
im just..
im sorry
im sorry

This post was submitted by pixie.

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6 Responses to “I know, pie. i know”

  1. pixieon 31 Jul 2011 at 1:18 pm

    If you ever see this..
    I mean it. With everything inside of me, I’m sorry.
    Don’t regret me. If you forget me, that’s fine. Just don’t regret me.

  2. tiffanynicholeon 01 Aug 2011 at 11:24 am

    Pixie. I am at a complete loss of what to say to you. I wish I knew the things to say to make everything better, I wish I knew the things to say to make you let everyone know you’re okay, alive… I wish I knew you were alive. You are so talented. I don’t even know you girl, and you’ve influenced my life. Does this not make you worth something? Yes. It does. You’re worth a lot and I’m sure for more reasons than just that. Pixie, I don’t know you. You could live near or far away, be any age, be any shape, size, height, and I wouldn’t know. but what I do know is I have read the poems, seen the comments, and I care and don’t want you to die. I’m not the only one. You have people you don’t even know who care about you.
    I’ve been through the same thing. I can relate to every word you say in some way. I know what it’s like to feel alone and lost. To feel like no one cares and nothing matters. To feel like you’ve lost the only thing that matters. To feel that the world is cruel and pointless. But it’s not Pixie! It’s not anymore to me. And I want so badly to help this girl I don’t even know to realize it can be okay for her too…

  3. mr fabulous :Pon 02 Sep 2011 at 9:41 am

    i know wat she’s feeling ive felt it too, its my fault, but u have to realise that we can never b, i know wat u r, i know y, but please stop, we mite bump into eachother 1 day, u will know who this is because of tis nxt line,u taught me loads of stuff like how to type quick and wat the word “uhm” meant 4 eg. i taught u stuff 2, some i will not type 😛 but im sure u remember everything.

    from…..
    im sure u know
    :kiss:

  4. pixieon 02 Sep 2011 at 12:27 pm

    I’ll comment by saying “no comment”.
    It’s all I’ve got.

  5. WickedLovelyon 03 Jun 2012 at 10:01 am

    pixie,im speechless.u really are a one-of-a-kind poet,and friend. 😉 😀

  6. pixieon 03 Jun 2012 at 10:53 am

    Thank you so much for the kind comment ;D
    It means a lot.

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