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 Oct 2013 Hopes of a Recovery
Fi
I still feel absolutely foul
I still hope that one day you'll realise
I still know how your body felt
I still can't get over it
I still wish I could wake up and this is all nothing but a dream
 Oct 2013 Hopes of a Recovery
Fi
It terrifies me that even after everything
If I was stood on the edge of a cliff ready to jump
you would be the only person who could get me down
 Oct 2013 Hopes of a Recovery
Fi
I don’t need you
I want you

You held me back
you helped me

You made me bitter
but oh so sweet

I don’t like you
I miss you

You hurt me
but did you mean to?

I resent you
I'm still in love with you

I’m better off without you
*come back
 Oct 2013 Hopes of a Recovery
Fi
Perhaps I do not help myself
by writing of you
and how you tore at the tendons
of my heart

But sometimes
it makes things seem a bit more real
even if it does hurt
and people tell me to forget him

But it is very difficult to forget someone
when they speak to you
in your dreams
Her bittersweet revenge
Lingering in your mind.
Those haunting ghostly words
From a girl locked away
from this evil eyed world.

Her haunting ghostly complexion
The cause of all your nightmares.
The blooded knife that fell
And missed you by an inch.
You are too afraid to cry.

The ****** in the alley
Your name written in blood.
You know that she is coming,
You're the next one on her list.
She tells you that you best get running.

To her it's all a game
The first one dead wins it all.
But you don't know her secret...
She is a figment of your imagination.
She is that girl you bullied to death.

Her bittersweet revenge
Lingering on your mind.
You made a promise
and never again
Will you make anyone suffer.

So just before you speak a word,
Make sure you know the truth.
This could be your next sin.
You could be her next victim...
The girl you bullied to death.
You and I have been us so long
That's all I know how to do
But since you said goodbye, I'm gone
I'm having to learn something new

I'm too old to go back to school
If you must know the truth
This is the hardest thing I've ever done
Learning how to un-love you

Falling head over heals was the easy part
It's all I ever wanted to do
Love with you was a work of art
With the lines drawn out so smooth

Not sure I would have started this
In hindsight if I knew
How hard it'd be to study this
Learning how to un-love you
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