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Is the exact time I held a blade against my neck for the first time
Honestly it felt so good
The thrill of it was invigorating

It's like for the first time I was in control
I had a choice
I was in power

*Now if only I got to choose if my heart was broken or not
Never in my life have I wanted someone to stay
But now I do
And he doesn't want too
I
Lost
Myself
Somewhere
In
The
Fire
The
Burning
Felt
Good
To tell the truth
It should have been you
Who authored this sad poem

Instead of me
Who clearly didn't see
Your lies as they were told

The heart ache that I'm feeling
Goes beyond the measure of this man
The emptiness left inside my chest
Should be yours my dear instead

To tell the truth
It should be you
That's crying over me

Instead of the reverse
Held deep in this curse
Of what's hard to believe

If I had known
It would read out in poem
This pen you could have kept

As I guard my heart
Yes, even the aching part
With what little I have left
People have lied to me
Betrayed me
Hurt me
*But you took everything else
And then her eyes didn't shine anymore
They were blackened with anxiety
It hurt her to smile
She couldn't breathe
Her lungs filled with water
While she watched everyone live
And then she watched everyone be okay... While she suffered
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