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Weronika Kierzek Jun 2017
Hoping you'd be able to step up...
For a boy who couldn't be a man,
Stepping being the father he can not be.

I try to forget the sins of that man,
Which hurt me and scared me for the rest of my life,
taking the whole of my heart and the whole of my love!

But with every stepfather that comes,
The task is harder and the love is smaller,
And the expectations just keep getting higher.

I don't believe in any kind of love any more,
The gap got too big to fill in by materialistic stuff,
Never will I be able to get better and start to love!

I hope I can someday not be broken,
My heart scattered into a million pieces,
Don't believe in any kind of love anymore.

Haven't got the will and the time,
For another candidate to come and try,
The role isn't easily filled with just some KIND of love!

The whole walk and the talk?
Not enough!

Presents and all the fake feelings?
Aren't going to cut it!

You have to take on all of the stairs,
Every step you take gets you the knowledge,
Getting higher nearly ready to be a STEPFATHER!
Weronika Kierzek Jun 2017
You lie,
You cheat,
Yet you are forgiven!

You break me,
You tear me,
Yet you are forgiven!

I hold my treasure,
My only truth,
My light and dark,
My rhythm and blues.

Your love and care,
You give to her,
Yet to me you give a glare.

My eyes are crying,
My heart's in pain,
My brain is fighting against your strain!

You've never been mine to own,
As I stare at your affection to her,
The jealousy takes control.

I run and run!
A long way to get down.

My feet move,
My heart dies,
My eyes blur.

Yet there's hope still within.
My love to you will never die.

As much as I'm hurt,
Broken and in pain.
I know for a fact,
That I'm alive.
And in love with the one
I can not have!
Weronika Kierzek Jun 2017
I'm shivering from the cold,
But not one a blanket can cure.

Not used to the pain that you've caused me,
I broke down from inside.

I'm no superstar or a superman,
because words can hurt more than a gun.

Memories that we've made,
That my blurry vision can't reach.

That look you give me,
Every time you pass by me.

Your eyes I can't recognize,
All I see is that drop of pain.

I'm not sure that you realize,
That you will always be in my heart,
As a best friend that can never be replaced.

Without the friend I used to have,
I'm no other than:
An ordinary girl without a soul!

— The End —