I ignore you because I'm sick of your foul words.
Yes, I'm aware of your intentions to hurt.
And everytime you walk by,
I turn away and act as if I were blind.
But I only do this because you hurt me so badly inside.
Nov 11, 2018
Nov 11, 2018 at 8:32 AM UTC
Your heart was set on mine,
Or so you'd always claim.
Every time you messed up,
It was me who took the blame.
I allowed this to go on,
For a great amount of time.
Until one day I had enough,
I took back what was mine.
This action did not please you,
So you tried again, once more.
You said this time was "different,"
Struck the problem at its very core.
You'd made a little game,
Of catch and then release.
The tragedy of it all:
I didn't want the game to cease.
Nov 4, 2018
Nov 4, 2018 at 12:16 AM UTC
I don't know how to start,
Believing with this beginner's luck,
With you here inside my heart,
which I haven't sealed with lock
I don't know what to say
When you're always mouthing, you're okay.
At the end of the day,
Our smiles definitely fade away.
I don't know why we had to end our story
When everything I did, I was not really sorry.
I don't know where did I pulled out this guts
-To try once again
Despite of what you said I've already lost your trust
-Pain, we both gain
I really don't know when we fell out of love
Or maybe we haven't felt it from the start
Nov 3, 2018
Nov 3, 2018 at 9:09 AM UTC
Come my dear and take my pen,
for my word doesn't fit what it means.
Come my friend and take my pen,
Wasted ink on each I tell.
Come stranger and take my pen,
I am not good, not a writer to own this pen.
Come and take it,
but my pen will never be the same.
I owned it by heart,
he knows what I feel.
The sadness and the rhythm,
we together wrote down in the thin line,
Was the theme we wanted,
who worked on with this style.
Come and take my pen,
I wouldn't mind.
Let see how you're going to add colors,
when my pen doesn't want to write.
Nov 2, 2018
Nov 2, 2018 at 12:15 PM UTC