Jessie Ward

Jessie Ward Poems

Growing slowly over time.
Sun and soil are not needed to spark this life.
Its independence is extraordinary.
Leaves fall over time but none touch this single soul.
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In this sell, I sleep
Then when alone, I weep
All these lies and sadness spread
I fear that soon you, will be dead
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I wait and wait to only say nothing
You look so happy why can't I be?
Hiding all the bruises and
all the cuts deep down inside.
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I've cried in the darkness for as long as time began
the shadows laugh and dance and take my hand to join them
but I'm too weak to stand and my knees too numb.
My eyes fill with these never ending tears that flow like the river
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5.

No longer shall I wait,
No longer will I wait for my fate,
No longer will I cry,
No longer shall I wait to die,
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I lay there unknowing.
Letting it spread.
I can feel myself becoming numb.
Your kiss is nothing but toxic.
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Ring, ring is the sound
the snow falls along the ground.
The angels praise god on high.
We do to, and we know why.
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So many times I've called your name
please help me deal with this pain.
Its feels like I'm gonna go insane.
So quiet and alone
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The leaves dance in the changing directions of the wind,
not stopping it's tune of clapping.
However when the sky becomes sad, rain pours down like tears.
But yet it nourishes the snallest lives.
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When you left, my heart broke and my soul was left in little pieces with no chance getting back together again.
Why is it when i need you, you leave me shattered or alone?
It hurts so much to know you don't really need me.
You left me so broken hearted,
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Love is such a strange thing to understand.
A couple will try so hard to impress eachother then fail and laugh about it.
Then you try to talk without blushing or stuttering so much.
Then you can't stop thinking about the other person.
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Jessie Ward Biography

I'm a 15 year old girl with a wierd sense of humor and people are always telling me that I'm Bipolar and Goth so I guess now i am. Poetry is everything to me! ! and i even write storys sometimes.)

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Redding Rose

Growing slowly over time.
Sun and soil are not needed to spark this life.
Its independence is extraordinary.
Leaves fall over time but none touch this single soul.
The pigment increasing after years of pain.
It becomes more beatiful with its sharpe edges, but soft look.
Never ending beauty for its beholder.
Too few will hold it in thier hearts..

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