It will be a year soon
A year since that day
The only day you’ve really hated me
That I know anyway
And on that Sunday I will call
And say sorry to you
Praying you’ll remember
Knowing I’ll have to tell you
Friends hate I can’t get over it
Though I’ve said that I have
They will probably yell at me
And I’ll try to not get mad
But it’s so hard to get over it!
I can’t get over you!
I think of how much I’ve changed
And so I think of you
I think of what I did
Ignorance at first
But then just plain stupid
I must be the worst
The words repeat in my head
The night before the day
I can’t stand I was the leader
‘Hitler’ some might say
And my holocaust was you
Your reputation at most
But in the end you ruined that
And I was like the game show host
“Ladies and gentlemen,
Let us see,
If we can bring the end
Let’s see if we can destroy a life
The one she hates most wins.”
But you never hated yourself,
Though you one the prize
You got the trophy,
And the light from your eyes
But the light is back
Unless I say the magic words
And a glare you will give me
And I would feel like a turd
So I restrain from those words
Though it’s the opposite for you
“You know what I hate?”
Ya, I hate it too.
So it’ll be a year soon
A year of agony and bliss
Maybe by next year
I’ll be all over this.
Author notes
this is talking about the year "annaversy" of me hurting my friend. unfortuently i still cant get over it, though ive restrained from showing that now. and though ive gotten better ive also gotten worse, and since im trying to be diffrent im like a sponge, soaking up diffrent personalities, accedently of course, and there is still a little me inside. but anyways, the part about her ruining her own reputation is something everyone still talks about but that no one wants to. it makes no sense though, well, i wont go into detail. i guess im just rambling now so i hope you enjoyed the poem, and lizzie or kayla, if your reading this, im sorry.
i really really am.
A contest entry
- {This is} What HURTS the MOST ;; by Candy Morphine.
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Comments
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God, that's harsh...
'anniversary, and accidentally' and how you spell those words.
I hope you guys either sort it, or move on, dwelling in the past hurts lots...,
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sorry i cant spell. lol, but ya, shes moved on, but its mostly me that still thinks about it.
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I like your poem, it shows a lot of emotion.
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