Post by XxXPaulaLiveLoveDanceXxX on Aug 17, 2005 21:52:34 GMT -5
I got this idea from a poem I wrote, also titled "The Broken Promise" so here's the poem:
Tears fall to the floor as I look at the pain that she's in
I look at the fear in her eyes, and I say everything will be fine
She quietly looks down and sighs, then said she'd did the one thing she
promised she'd never do
The reaction on my face was nothing but sheer shock as she kept saying she was sorry
She promised she wouldn't, but yet she did it anyway
She begged and pleaded for me not to go, but I knew I couldn't stand by and watch this pain anymore
"I need you" she shouted, as my hand let go of the doorknob I turned around and asked why. When she said I was the only one she trusted, I knew she needed me
As I helped her off the bathroom floor, she hugged me and said how she loved me. I hugged her back, saying I love her too. God, if she only knew..
If she only knew how I truly felt. If she knew I loved her more then life itself. If she knew I'd do anything for her...if she only knew it all
As we walked back to her room, I wished how all this was a dream, and that I would just wake up. But when she looked at me, and I looked deep into her eyes, I knew it was reality
I looked out the window, as she walked up with something to drink "Your not mad?" she asked me, as I just looked at her. "No" I replied "I'm not mad" I said, when inside, I was screaming
I laid in my bed later that night "God, she's beautiful" I though to myself, as I wonder how someone could be so cruel, and how she thinks she's nothing. "To me, she's everything" I said to myself, as I turned off the light
I woke up in the middle of the night to screams of pain. I looked and I her staring at me "I can't do this, I thought everything was under control-but nothing really is" she replied, as I watched the knife go over her wrist
As I rushed to the bathroom for a towel, I heard her scream in pain again "What are you thinking?!" i shouted, as I wrapped a towel and my shirt over her wrists "I'm thinking how to end it all, how to end everything. All the pain, are the agony, all the torture. I can't handle this anymore so just let me go-no one cares anyway" she shouted, as she pushed me away. I sat in the floor and looked at her "I care, and I don't mean I care like I do for my friends. I care for you like I cared for my ex. I'd do anything for you, and seeing you go thru this again is tearing me apart. It scares me how you can only trust me, and say only I understand, but yet you push me away when I try to help. I can't see you like this anymore. I can't handle it, and I won't watch" I replied, as I got up and walked the bathroom. I sat there and sighed, then did the one thing I promised her I wouldn't do again. But, if she broke her promise, why should I keep mine?
And here's the story:
"I wonder what's going on" Simon thought to himself, as she stormed into Paula's Malibu Oceanside home. "Paw-la!" he shouted, as he heard faint cries coming from Paula's bathroom. He sighed as he opened it
"Paw-la, what's going on?" he asked, as he saw Paula sitting on the floor, crying
"I know I promised Simon-but...I'm sorry Simon, I'm so sorry..." Paula said, as Simon knew what she did. Simon sighed and went to walk out of the bathroom
"No Simon, I NEED YOU" Paula shouted, as Simon let go of the doorknob
"It's okay luv, everything will be alright" Simon replied, as he helped Paula up off the floor.
"I love you Si" Paula replied
"I love you too Paw-la" Simon said "But not like you think, I love you more then anything. I love you more then I love you more then I love life itself" he thought, as he picked her up to carry her off to her room, he looked into her eyes. He saw the pain, he saw the fear that he never saw before. "God, why can't I just wake up and this all be a dream?" he thought to himself, as he walked into Paula's room and put her down on her bed.
"Your not mad at me, are you Si?" Paula replied, as he handed her a glass of water"
"No Paw-la, I can tell you your beautiful a thousand times, but none of it matters when you don't think you are" Simon replied, as he kissed Paula's forehead. "I'm not mad Paula, I'm furious" he screamed to himself, but making sure to show none of it on his face. Simon was about to leave when he looked at Paula
"Don't leave me" she quietly said, as Simon sighed
"I won't luv" he replied, as he went to the guest bedroom next to Paula's room. He let out a sigh as he fell down on the bed
"How is it she doesn't think she's good enough? She's perfection in every way. Why is it that people can be so cruel to her, and make her feel like shit, like she's a nobody" Simon thought to himself, as he sighed. "To me, she's everything" he replied, as he turned off the light, and went to sleep
Later That Night
Simon woke up to Paula screaming, he rushed over to her room and saw her sitting on her bed, with a knife in her hand
"I can't do this. I thought everything was under control but it's not. My bulimia is back, my ex boyfriends treat me like shit, like I'm a no one. I can't handle this anymore" Paula said, as she moved the knife across her wrist. Simon felt the tears fill up his eyes, as he rushed to the bathroom to get a towel. On the way back to her room, he heard her scream in pain again
"Damnit Paw-la, what were you thinking!?" he shouted, as he wrapped her one wrist with the towel, and her other wrist with his shirt
"Because I just wanna end it, I wanna end it all. All the pain, all the sorrow, all the agony. Damnit Simon let me just do this-NO ONE cares anyway!" she replied, as she pushed Simon to the ground
"I care Paw-la, I care more then you think I do. I love you, and I don't mean love as in I love my friends. I love you like I've never loved anyone before. I hated when I just sat around and watch you go thru all this hell the last time, but I CAN'T just sit around and watch you go thru it again. I can't Paw-la-and I won't" Simon said, as he picked up the knife without Paula knowing, slipped it into his pocket and left the room.
"Well..." Simon said to himself, as he walked back into his room and pulled out the knife "...if she broke her promise, why should I keep mine?" he asked himself, as he slit his wrist
Tears fall to the floor as I look at the pain that she's in
I look at the fear in her eyes, and I say everything will be fine
She quietly looks down and sighs, then said she'd did the one thing she
promised she'd never do
The reaction on my face was nothing but sheer shock as she kept saying she was sorry
She promised she wouldn't, but yet she did it anyway
She begged and pleaded for me not to go, but I knew I couldn't stand by and watch this pain anymore
"I need you" she shouted, as my hand let go of the doorknob I turned around and asked why. When she said I was the only one she trusted, I knew she needed me
As I helped her off the bathroom floor, she hugged me and said how she loved me. I hugged her back, saying I love her too. God, if she only knew..
If she only knew how I truly felt. If she knew I loved her more then life itself. If she knew I'd do anything for her...if she only knew it all
As we walked back to her room, I wished how all this was a dream, and that I would just wake up. But when she looked at me, and I looked deep into her eyes, I knew it was reality
I looked out the window, as she walked up with something to drink "Your not mad?" she asked me, as I just looked at her. "No" I replied "I'm not mad" I said, when inside, I was screaming
I laid in my bed later that night "God, she's beautiful" I though to myself, as I wonder how someone could be so cruel, and how she thinks she's nothing. "To me, she's everything" I said to myself, as I turned off the light
I woke up in the middle of the night to screams of pain. I looked and I her staring at me "I can't do this, I thought everything was under control-but nothing really is" she replied, as I watched the knife go over her wrist
As I rushed to the bathroom for a towel, I heard her scream in pain again "What are you thinking?!" i shouted, as I wrapped a towel and my shirt over her wrists "I'm thinking how to end it all, how to end everything. All the pain, are the agony, all the torture. I can't handle this anymore so just let me go-no one cares anyway" she shouted, as she pushed me away. I sat in the floor and looked at her "I care, and I don't mean I care like I do for my friends. I care for you like I cared for my ex. I'd do anything for you, and seeing you go thru this again is tearing me apart. It scares me how you can only trust me, and say only I understand, but yet you push me away when I try to help. I can't see you like this anymore. I can't handle it, and I won't watch" I replied, as I got up and walked the bathroom. I sat there and sighed, then did the one thing I promised her I wouldn't do again. But, if she broke her promise, why should I keep mine?
And here's the story:
"I wonder what's going on" Simon thought to himself, as she stormed into Paula's Malibu Oceanside home. "Paw-la!" he shouted, as he heard faint cries coming from Paula's bathroom. He sighed as he opened it
"Paw-la, what's going on?" he asked, as he saw Paula sitting on the floor, crying
"I know I promised Simon-but...I'm sorry Simon, I'm so sorry..." Paula said, as Simon knew what she did. Simon sighed and went to walk out of the bathroom
"No Simon, I NEED YOU" Paula shouted, as Simon let go of the doorknob
"It's okay luv, everything will be alright" Simon replied, as he helped Paula up off the floor.
"I love you Si" Paula replied
"I love you too Paw-la" Simon said "But not like you think, I love you more then anything. I love you more then I love you more then I love life itself" he thought, as he picked her up to carry her off to her room, he looked into her eyes. He saw the pain, he saw the fear that he never saw before. "God, why can't I just wake up and this all be a dream?" he thought to himself, as he walked into Paula's room and put her down on her bed.
"Your not mad at me, are you Si?" Paula replied, as he handed her a glass of water"
"No Paw-la, I can tell you your beautiful a thousand times, but none of it matters when you don't think you are" Simon replied, as he kissed Paula's forehead. "I'm not mad Paula, I'm furious" he screamed to himself, but making sure to show none of it on his face. Simon was about to leave when he looked at Paula
"Don't leave me" she quietly said, as Simon sighed
"I won't luv" he replied, as he went to the guest bedroom next to Paula's room. He let out a sigh as he fell down on the bed
"How is it she doesn't think she's good enough? She's perfection in every way. Why is it that people can be so cruel to her, and make her feel like shit, like she's a nobody" Simon thought to himself, as he sighed. "To me, she's everything" he replied, as he turned off the light, and went to sleep
Later That Night
Simon woke up to Paula screaming, he rushed over to her room and saw her sitting on her bed, with a knife in her hand
"I can't do this. I thought everything was under control but it's not. My bulimia is back, my ex boyfriends treat me like shit, like I'm a no one. I can't handle this anymore" Paula said, as she moved the knife across her wrist. Simon felt the tears fill up his eyes, as he rushed to the bathroom to get a towel. On the way back to her room, he heard her scream in pain again
"Damnit Paw-la, what were you thinking!?" he shouted, as he wrapped her one wrist with the towel, and her other wrist with his shirt
"Because I just wanna end it, I wanna end it all. All the pain, all the sorrow, all the agony. Damnit Simon let me just do this-NO ONE cares anyway!" she replied, as she pushed Simon to the ground
"I care Paw-la, I care more then you think I do. I love you, and I don't mean love as in I love my friends. I love you like I've never loved anyone before. I hated when I just sat around and watch you go thru all this hell the last time, but I CAN'T just sit around and watch you go thru it again. I can't Paw-la-and I won't" Simon said, as he picked up the knife without Paula knowing, slipped it into his pocket and left the room.
"Well..." Simon said to himself, as he walked back into his room and pulled out the knife "...if she broke her promise, why should I keep mine?" he asked himself, as he slit his wrist
