Just a poem i thought up last night - Page 2

Another poem, another thought
Often finding what i sought.
Another stanza another line,
I can often make it shine.
Another word another rhyme,
fit the rythm just in time.
Another letter another space,
What is left for me to place.
Another comma another dot,
maybe right, maybe not.
Another finish another end,
Left for any to comprehend.

My heart is broken thru inaction.
I had the power, chose dissatisfaction.
No true reason for this i find,
But that life i do myself bind.
I do it to be kind, for the sake of good,
I do not mind, i stay calmly subdued.
I tear my heart to save the others,
Keep them intact safe from bothers.
No one knows of the things i think,
When they try to scan i only wink.
I keep myself in a vault,
No one else's, only my fault.
I don't want worry or anguish,
Unless I leave, I vanish.
I seem to be the only one,
Who understands what I've done.
Its my choice, my folley,
Unlike a ball in volley.
I have some regret of this, that is true.
I don't try to hide, its just what i do.
I am not a ship, rather breakwater.
Taking the hit, stopping a slaughter.
I'm not raising myself, dont get me wrong,
Empathy, sympathy, for neither i long.
I just wish to express what i am, my being,
Just to let them know what i am seeing.
I desire nothing in return,
Only the friendship that i yearn.
Only comfort i'll attempt with my voice.
And in the end, i'm fine with my choice.

Its gonna tick tock
all the time away
your going to flip flop
all the things you say

ill never be there
in your head again
we never stay there
sharing all the sin

its time you layed back
and watched the day away
gonna be there
with all the things i say

some times we feel bad
but thats ok
we're glad to get mad
to live a life our way

its gonna breack down
we'll help start it up
i'm gonna shake down
the shit you put up

i hope you'll get there
alive once again
if you cant i'll spare
my spare for a freind

its time you layed back
and watched the day away
gonna be there
with all the things i say

sometimes we get sad
but thats ok
we're glad to get down
to live a life our way

takeing back the lifes

Relying fully on what you have to
say about me and what you think
about me.
My future has never looked so
grim.
To turn back the clock is what I wish.
To take back the life that was taken from me.
Why do I listen to a friend thats changed
so greatly?
Your words are so hurtful.
What happened to your words of hope and
caring.
I wish you could see the
thing which you've become.
Because then maybe you
would understand why I feel
so alone, so unneeded, so unwanted.
Your comments breaking me
and making me what I am.
My fate and life are now
in your clenched fists.
Do with me what you
will, cuz nothing could be
worse than what you've
already done to me..
What does this poem say about me?