I can feel my heart breaking,
I'm watching the pieces fall,
I hear the delicate patter on the floor.
Sometimes I wonder if you even care.
You commit the same crime
again and again.
Somehow, I forgive.
You always have another chance,
which you always squander.
I'm so tired of all the taped up pieces.
I'm so sick of all the wasted tears.
Curled up on my bedroom floor:
I cry for you.
I bleed for you.
I pray for you and for us.
I sob with the pain you'll never know I carry.
I love you.
I forgive you.
Therefore, I cry
as I am betrayed.
My tolerance is waning
as I again carry the pieces of my heart.
I need to feel love in return.
I need sacrifices.
My unneeded suffering
will soon end.
8/14/2007
i'm sorry if you relate
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good job expressing yourself, I hope for better things in the future because no one deserves to feel in this manner
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i wish it would stay better. it has its ups and downs. righ tmows kin of a down
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yeah....
Can definitely relate (or could at one time, anyway). "My tolerance is waning" was very nicely written. I liked this: simple, yet vivid. You have some cool descriptions.
I think you could expand upon this a bit more, take out the obvious parts and add more of those descriptions. It would make an extremely powerful, almost lethal piece. If this person read it, it would be like they came across a button labeled "self-destruct".
Great write. Powerful emotions. I adore that love/hate relationship... so inspirational for creative purposes.
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