Love and Sadness poetry - Brett Allen Bult (popular novels .TXT) 📗

jail,
I sit here alone by the creek,
I feel like a loser feel like a freak,
Love is the one thing that I seek,
I'm losing my strength I feel so weak,
It hurts so much I haven't been able to eat,
My hearts hurts like on fire I feel the heat,
It hurt after hearing you wish we never did meet,
I walk alone in this empty and lonely street,
I wish the memories I have of you I could delete,
My will and strength now seems to deplete.

By: Brett Allen Bult
poem 68

You said you loved me I believed you,
You used and hurt me I now feel blue,
You never liked me but I had know clue,
You hurt me now I don't know what to do,
I am one that cares I'm one of the few,
The pain you put on me sticks like glue,
As they hurt me the more the pain grew,
Me being in pain that's nothing new,
You hurt me enough we're now through,
A heartbreaker is what I see that's my point of view,
I wish I would've been number one not two,
I wear the pain like a tattoo,
What you did to me was crude,
From this it feel I'm the one they exclude,
To me you were always so rude,
In my life you I will never include.

By: Brett Allen Bult

poem 69

I am a nice caring guy not mean,
To me you are royalty you're my queen,
Your face is the most beautiful scene,
Your type of beauty's meant for the TV screen,
Your beauty's amazing one I've never before seen,
Us being together is one thing I've foreseen,
I hope that with us nothing will come in between,
For you I will never ever be obscene,
Putting you first is my everyday routine,
I may not have much for green,
But I'm kind, loving, and never use you as a tool,
I'm I chose you and was not a fool,
Knowing you are mine makes me feel at peace,
Everyday my love for you shall always increase,
My love for you is one thing I couldn't release.

By: Brett Allen Bult

poem 70

For you I would pull you out a chair,
I love the smell of your perfume in the air,
My love for you I shall bare,
Hurting you is one thing I'd not dare,
You are someone I would take care,
I love you that is what I declare,
With you I will always try to be fair,
Love seeing the wind blow through your hair,
In my heart the fire burns like a flare,
I believe that we are the perfect pair,
Every night you are always in my prayer,
Beauty like yours is extremely rare,
I hold you when you get a scare,
All my pains and distresses I shall share,
In your beautiful eyes I love to stare,
To love and protect you is something I swear,
If you need me I'll do my best to get there,
We will have our disagreements that I am aware,
You are amazing no one can compare,
Now that I'm with you my hearts began to repair.

By: Brett Allen Bult

poem 71

I walk the street alone I wonder about,
In my heart there's nothing but pain and doubt,
For happiness and love around I scout,
Slowly get happiness but then people push me out,
I feel so sick the pain hurts I feel ail,
To be happy I cannot achieve I fail,
My heart feels locked away in a jail,
Pain in my chest hurts as if punctured by a nail,
I feel so sick my face is so pail,
Rating this pain is a 10 on the scale,
The pain's so unreal I can't explain the detail,
I wish was easy to rid this pain by being able to exhale,
You shattered my heart as if it were clay
The pain grow more and more every day,
To rid this pain is one thing that I pray,
Being happy, to me there is no way,
I am one that everyone did betray,
I feel my heart has started to decay,
I feel so hurt I don't feel good not even okay,
The hurtful memories come back they start to replay.

By: Brett Allen Bult

poem 72

You hurt me so much my life is full of despair,
It is as if nobody in my life seem to not care,
Everybody seems to be happy but me it’s unfair,
All the hatred towards me is thick in me air,
I sit here alone at home in my chair,
Love, happiness, and kinds toward me nobody ever will bare,
My kindness is rejected when I try to share,
I’m never going to be happy I swear,
To be happy and to be loved is always in my prayer,
My heart out of my chest is what they tear,
My heart is torn I feel there is no repair,
No matter where I go everybody looks at me with a glare.

By: Brett Allen Bult

poem 73

Away from here I want to get away and flee,
Looking for love and happiness but it’s nowhere to be,
I wish from all this pain and hurt I could be free,
The pain hurt at times so much I drop to knee,
To be loved and to be happy is all I plea,
No matter what I do nothing goes right for me,
I hurt so much the pain is great even if nobody can see,
I sit alone in the rainy night under this tree,
I’m a kind person but nobody else would agree,
My hearts is locked away in the darkness with no key,
Being alone forever is all that I foresee,
The happiness is sucking out of me as if a leach,
Friends, family, love, and happiness all out of reach.

By: Brett Allen Bult

poem 74

Away from this hurtful place I get away in this car,
Want to go somewhere beautiful and far,
Right now from that place I have an emotional scar,
If I have friends then I have no clue where they are,
I wish for happiness upon the shooting star,
I my feeling to you in this card,
My heart you hurt it has been charred,
Fighting through this pain is so difficult and hard,
I should not have let down my guard,
The pain is constant like you digging in my skin with a glass shard,
My heart is locked in this miserable cage,
I write down the pain in each and every page.

By: Brett Allen Bult

poem 75

I just want to leave just pack my bag,
I got nothing anymore nothing to brag,
Across the