swollen tears
perfect my brutal memories
wasted years
decline my desire for your touch
what was fears
became opened oppurtunities
and inside my heart
i found resent for your actions
make me sway
make me ache
make me bleed
from the inside
make me hurt
make me die
make me cry
for not loving you
if im wrong
ill write a song
and tell you its okay to not love you
tell me otherwise
to my demise
im better off not loving you.
fading into the distince
your silent now
im weak
my hatered for you looms over every unspoken word you ever said to me
my bitterness ends on solidary bits of laughter.
What do you think?
Comments
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wow..
wow, that was pretty intense. Amazing poem, you kick ass ^^
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Oh Chelsey, you say you love me, but I love you, and the way you write, and what it is you write about
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