This poem is the product of anger, hatred and a few hours alone in my room to dwell on things. While I won't say who it is about, when you read it, I'm sure youll know.
Why
why oh why
must you fill me with all your pains?
must you bring me to my knees
must you destroy all that is me?
is my heart so cold
that i havent felt
the lies youve told
what have I done to you?
does it compare to what
ive been through?
How can you say
ive hurt you?
ive been there, seen you fall
then turn around
and place the blame
on top of me
you never acccepted them
youve never seen
all your shames
will this continue?
the storm is coming
sweeping away
all there was
and all there is
Im done with all this pain
with all this shame
im going to rise
off my knees
from this storm
with a purpose
with a future
no more
will I fall
victim to all
of your lies and deciet
my eyes are open now
no rose colored shades
without me
theres no one left
to take the blame
to stop the flames
soon youll fall
unable to stand
crushed by it all
and then youll see
what its like
without me
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