Biography of Brianna Townsend
I write from my heart. Nothing else. The things i write about are mostly from experience, that's the only way i can write. I can't really see through someone elses mind or how they feel, i only know how i feel, sometimes im not even sure about that. I write the most when im angry, upset, sad, depressed...sometimes happy. My moods change, im not perfect not one bit.
Brianna Townsend Poems
20 Things I Hate About You...
1. I hate the way you make me feel guilty about everything I do, 2. I hate the way you can go forever without even seeing or talking to me, but expect me to talk to you. 3. I hate how you're so happy and I'm so sad, 4. I hate how you treated me like s*** but yet I'm the one feeling bad.
Your alone you wonder why? Your alone you start to cry. Your alone your not doing good. Your alone not doing things you should.
Escape from the lies, that bring nothing but pain, Escape from the cries, that pour down like rain. Escape from the world that doesn't understand, Escape from the people who pull you down like sinking sand.
Do you think about me like i think about you? Do you sometimes cry yourself to sleep, like i do? Do you sometimes just lay in your bed, with every memory of 'us' running through your head?
Here Comes Another Lonely Night
Here comes another lonely night, feeling like nothings ever right. Always blaming it on the town, she's on the verge of breaking down.
He's standing on the ledge all alone, Waiting for someone to come and take him home. He wants to know if anyones there, needs to know if someone cares.
Letting Go..(Trying To)
All this time I was hoping you would come around, I gave you chance after chance and all you ever did was let me down. I can't believe I actually let it get this far, Because now I can see who you really are.
Holding On Tight..
I can't write cause my mind is blank today, It's over, there's nothing left I can say. I feel like there's something I haven't said, or cause I can't get you out of my head.
Here In Your Arms..
Laying here staring at you, Thinking about everything we've been through. Forgetting all that is right, Your arms wrapped around me tight.
I never wanted this to happen; I never wanted to feel like this, I never thought I'd want you so bad after just one kiss, And everyday I'm not with you; you're the only one I miss. I know you don't believe everything I say,
Writings In An Empty Head
I see you but your not here I hear you but your nowhere near. I can feel you but your too far away I can talk but it wouldn't matter what I say.
You took my heart and ripped it in two I went through hell and back just for you. I cut myself and wanted to die I spent so many hours alone, just to cry.
I wish I could forget your face your every move your warm embrace. I wish I could forget the way I feel the pain, and everything that kills.
A hand is a body part, and so much more. It's like a heart, it reaches out and can help you off the floor.
He's standing on the ledge all alone,
Waiting for someone to come and take him home.
He wants to know if anyones there,
needs to know if someone cares.
She's with that boy she thinks she knows,
He wants to move faster, she wants to take it slow.
She tells him no, and tries to get free,
He whispers in her ear, you better not tell anyone about me.