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A gritty, down-to-the-point kind of poem about a harsh relationship. |
Dark room, no light no more sunshine, nothing left but pain, heartbreak. I'll never be enough. So I cry so hard I throw up. The pillow in my lap won't muffle my screams enough to keep them thinking I'm okay. So I hide in this empty place and leave it all behind, just die without a trace. There's nothing left to say except "goodbye forever" and "thanks for the scars and memories of when you used to hold my hand." So now to you I'm saying "please just stay and stop the pain. Don't let me live like this, don't leave me on this broken street or say I won't be missed." I don't wanna say goodbye, not yet, my heart will not allow it, please understand and try to see just how it makes me feel to know that I'm unwanted. Do you even care at all that I'm so tired of seeing nothing but the angry, worried faces of my friends and family and the people in these places. Places meant to feel like home but they're a little more like Hell. They say it's just a phase, that I'm okay, I might as well be dying on the outside too, and trying to forget you; and everything we had before this broke into a million shards of glass and blood and razor blades and bullets, guns, and hand grenades. But you saved me from that load of pain and let me live again. You made my life like Heaven. I thought everything was fine and then I pushed you off the edge. Now I'm back in my depression and I'm fighting this obsession with you. I keep calling and stalling for time and when you say no I keep trying. I can never let you go. I need you in my life, so please please please don't say no. I don't wanna go back to nothing and no one and ripping apart my mind and feeling so bad because you made me go alone. I gave you everything I ever had. Tell me that means something, that it wasn't just for fun. This is real. I know it and I'll love you 'til I'm gone. And if love is war then I will fight until the war is won. |