Why?
Why do you listen to them?
You know me; you know I would never do that.
Or at least I thought you did.
How?
How could you betray me like that.
I know you; I know you'd have never done it.
Or at least I thought I did.
People talk; people gossip.
But you should never believe it.
Too bad for me you did.
Now I'm all alone and broken.
Where?
Where can I go now?
You know it; you know you've broken me.
Or you don't care.
What?
What did I do to you?
I don't know; I don't know what I've done.
Or it doesn't matter anymore.
I don't understand why, how, where or what.
But it's done now.
I'm broken and dying
and you don't give a damn.
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Hope this helps you. If not you can always talk to me; I'm here for you.
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I had the same problem, well a similar one anyway at the begining of the year, a guy I had real strong feelings for believed stories about me from others, at the end of the day if someone does this they aren't worth it, because they obviously don't know you well nor care about trusting you either, so they are just not worth even thinking about it, though it's easier said than done, of course.
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yeah it still sucks and those kind of wounds never really leave you. Still we push on and live...if only because it's the only thing we can do.
Thanks!
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