Gregory Beland Jr.

Gregory Beland Jr. Poems

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I be chillin', livin' life, feelin' just like the villain. Coke n' money hiddin' stashed sittin' in the ceilin'. - I'm just kiddin'. I'm really a hippie if anything. I'm laid back to the point that even the most major stress situations for other people won't even phase me. Think there might be something wrong with me? But anyways, I digress. I write poems to get the every daily life b.s. off of my chest. I haven't written in a long while. I'm mostly inspired by the dark nearly 'emo' styling. Can't write when I'm happy or chipper. Has to be those sad moments. That's when I shine the most, only in the darkest of mess. But still, I don't stress.)

The Best Poem Of Gregory Beland Jr.

My Love

I've been poisoned by you.
With heart wrenching pain I fell to the floor again.
By myself alone.
Broken.
These tears pour for you like the feelings I had.
Are they leaving my heart, my soul, one dropp at a time?
How much longer before there's nothing left?
A new slate.
A new canvas that I can paint, with elegant lines that only I can translate.
I'll understand myself.
Understand you?
Impossible.
Understand yourself?
You don't.
Find her.
By then I'll be gone.
By then the tears will have fallen and there will be nothing left.
Rage.
But I'll find my warmth again.
Under the moonlight with someone else's hand in mine.
Only in time.
These tear drops will be forgotten.
The talks of forever, and growing old together.
Never.
No more will I after the pain that I suffer by the knife that you twisted.
All the poison you spit into my soul.
All these promises.
All these things we wanted.
All this time I wasted... Gone..

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