Note: I never finished this, but I wanted to post what I had since I got some good ratings on my last one.
Walking through the door-
I've thought about it for so long-
I think about the things you said to me
Why did you have to scream?
I've wanted to leave for the longest time
But you always told me it was my fault.
I was always the fuck up;
I was always your little asshole.
I dig deep for pain like ecstacy
Watch it flow instead of tears
Now red is my favorite color
Outside I'm spineless, but inside...
You said I planned it out;
The way I would fuck up your day.
I never thought you were wrong
They had to say it wasn't me.
Hit me like you used to
You can't, you're a Christian now.
They can't see the bruises
What would the church say?
I dig deeper for pain like ecstacy.
Easier to bleed than cry.
I am numb to the superficial
Bleeding out what I feel inside.
Scream like you did before.
Let me know how you hate me
Rape my heart everyday
Showing emotions means I'm weak...
Note: I wrote this about a year ago when I found out that my ex had used me to get to one of my friends.
It's just like breaking up with you anyways...
It doesn't matter what you tell me...or told me.
You don't feel the same way I feel about you.
I want to know why you're still talking to me...,
And acting like you want to be my boyfriend.
I know you don't...it's obvious.
I just want you to tell me it's over so I know.
I don't want you to lead me on anymore.
And I want Freddie to leave me alone.
I want everybody to leave me alone for awhile.
I just want to be by myself, quiet, thinking.
It would probably have been better if...
We had never met again in the first place.
This may be the first time, but it's not the last.
I just want it to end.
My empty thoughts hurt.
I try to think of the best,
But the worst is all I can do.
If I would have known it would hurt this much...
I wouldn't have gotten into it to start off with.
I still need to send your shirts back.
I'm trying to purge myself of you.
I don't want to think about it anymore,
But you consume my thoughts.
Why can't you just get out of my head?
I want you to leave me alone; I want you to hold me.
Tell me that I'm all yours and you'll love me forever.
Pick one. Stop playing games with my head.
There is always a reason that I ask my questions
I am assessing you to figure out your intentions.
I know...I HOPE you're not a player.
I keep telling myself that I know you,
But that's how hearts break.
You have stolen my heart.
Give it back to me before I lose myself.
You don't know that you're suffocating me;
I won't tell you how I feel.
I've let down my walls and opened my gates for you,
But you don't even care.
Why should you?
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