Broken shelter
a heart with no wall
i cant seem to put a finger on it
but this feeling just keeps pushing me
im breaking
your faking
don't tell me one thing
then turn around and stab me
[thanks for the new knife;
once i get it out of my back; ill clean it off; ill give it back.]
Do it again;
[bet'cha will].
you can't handle that life aint always grand.
turn to more X; another drag; open another whiskey.
[Bet'cha will].
want a real feeling?
a real challenge?
deal with it sober;
remember the world?
[bet'cha dont]
remember the time we had together?
[probably not]
do you see it hurts more then just you?
it hurts my heart; my soul
[take another drag.]
my beings taken from you.
c.l.o.s.e your eyes
remember the past?
when life had good and bad?
[bet'cha do]
remember the days you dealt with it sober as a new born baby?
[bet'cha dont.]
if you did why would you need it now?
years older; brighter; not so mature.
[why do you do this to me?]
take my hand when offered; take a step back learn to smile.
im breaking
your faking
don't tell me one thing
then turn around and stab me
a feeling i cant put my finger on
but your pushing me to a breaking point.
and now im done.
dont blame me;
you missed the chances you had.
[bet'cha dont care.]
Speak your words
Comments
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Wow, awesome poem! You did an amazing job as usual. You've got a little more than a rant, you have a clear display of pure emotion expressed beautifully in flow. I loved it. This poem is something I can relate to, from both sides of the story.
want a real feeling?
a real challenge?
deal with it sober;
remember the world?
[bet'cha dont]



