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Endya Tremese Nov 2015
Stop checking up on her
You're not in her search history

Stop listening to those songs
They don't have the same meaning

Stop shutting people out
Because she's letting people in

Stop reminding yourself
About the scars on your skin

Stop remembering her face
Or what she liked to wear

Stop remembering her scents
And the feel of her hair

Stop hating every moment
That's no longer there

Just stop thinking about her
Because she no longer cares
Sometimes I'll be okay...but then I have moments where I just cant stop these things. But then, I'll be okay again.
  Nov 2015 Endya Tremese
Jellyfish
24 hours ago I was someone different
but right now I'm crying right where I'm sitting:
in this old photo booth on the side of the beach
where you left me after saying that we should end things
because this wasn't turning out the way that you expected it to be.
Endya Tremese Nov 2015
On my way to rehab
Just one more short day
Till i have to say goodbye
Till i have to go away

Till i have to start a promise
That i know i shouldnt have made.
I promised I'd be better
But that's not as easy as said

I wish it didnt get this bad
I wish that it was better
I wish that I could move on like her
I wish I never m....

No. Thats not true.
I know I'm glad I met you
So I could ****** challenge myself
Trying not to mean that I regret you

And no, I'm not starting over
Consider this a step two
You took my life and ran with it
And I mother ****** let you

I'm glad I couldn't have kept you
Permanent damage, written in red too
I know you're probably sick of me
But I still hope the world will *bless you
  Nov 2015 Endya Tremese
Lizley
Of all the dark rooms I have visited in my life
There's this one which my heart,
                                     my tears;
                                     and blood;
            have built a home at
Every part of me clashes in each wall
And I can feel my consciousness fade out with the rest of the world
I bathe in my existence alone
(in the deepest secrets that flow in my veins)

            Scratches on the floor.
            Footprints on my heart.
            Wrecks from the ceiling.
            Cobwebs in my mind.

Sighs
Warm and heavy and bittersweet sighs;
The forces within are the air I breathe
It suffocates my lungs but still allows me to live
It is toxic and I like it,
                                     every
                                     single
                                     corner
                                     of it
It is an obscure, bad, bad room only my alter ego knows about
Like a cozy place for making love.
Like a perfect space for plotting crimes.
© Lizley (Maria Flordeliz Yamog)
|11.17.2015|
We all have our own dark rooms.
When you look into my eyes, do you see the damage?
Endya Tremese Nov 2015
What hurt so bad is that you accused me for my wrong doings
When you almost did the same danm thing
Yet, it was so easy for you to move on
And even lost the engagement ring

That night I asked you
What ever happened to it
I wanted it back, but
Your answer already blew it

It never meant anything
To you for real
And now it's obvious.
That ring could never seal the deal.

Stop lying to yourself saying you were hurt
Because his face wasn't new
Cuz that don't mean ****
Compared to you and your new boo

A person was there on each side,
Whether they came then or later
So please give me a break
Or just do me a favor

Admit that we were no different
And that we really did care
But admit you were more willing
To replace what we had there

Admit that you moved on
Only because you chose to
And stop blaming me
And putting on these ******* shows too

Admit that it wasn't me
That made you so willing
Admit that it was her
That made you really lose feelings
I'm tired of being blamed. If you really loved me like all the times in the months that you said you did, you would've held on to me, and kept me close and taken me back when i begged for you most cuz you knew **** well we were in the same boat. But you didnt, you stuck with someone new... and that alone tells me everything I need to know. If its real, you dont let something like that go, and thats why it was so hard for me to move on...because it was real.. to me.  Your eyes are for someone else. And all I really want, is for you to admit that you had moved on just because you wanted to...not because of what I did...

That's what kills most
Endya Tremese Nov 2015
I was there for you before you hurt me

I was there for you after you hurt me

I was there for you when i broke up with you

I was there for you when you pushed me away

I was there for you when u started to move on

I was there for you when you lied about it

I was there when u started distancing yourself from me

I was there for you when you stopped replying

I was there for you even though i was #3 on your list to be there for

I was there for you the day we had ***

I didn't want to be there for you when you told me you lost all feelings for me right after we had ***

And i stopped being there for you when you posted and reposted all the bull that you knew would hurt me and the things about your new found girlfriend

I stopped being there for you when you said you two would be cute together

I stopped being there for you when you said she was the cutest thing to ever sit in your passenger seat

I stopped being there for you when you said your bed smelled like her

I stopped being there for you when you quoted songs that we listened to together but meant it about her

I stopped being there when you said she might be your rain...



So dont ******* call me fake when i say not to hmp when you need me. Cuz you werent there for me. You were only the cause of my suffrage
This was a text before it was a poem, and I wanted to leave it in its original form. Hope you guys like it.
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