I do care about things,
But I can’t make it across this
This canyon without my courage.
There’s a wall in front of me.
I don’t understand why my body is under
Leave me be.
Don’t hurt what I’ve got left.
I need this scrap of my heart to keep beating,
Or I’ll stop breathing.
I promise I wouldn’t hurt myself,
That I wouldn’t shed a tear.
But you don’t understand...
It’s difficult for me to say what’s on my mind
Without being stereotyped.
Most of my poems are very serious unless i say otherwise in my comments. I have been very defensive lately about my writing, and myself, because of many rude comments. Most arent on here.
I wish i could remember what happened,
Between you and me.
Did i hurt you?
Did you leave me?
Why aren't we the way we were with those messages.
Lost my best friend through jealousy and pain,
Gained my boyfriend through the same thing.
Why does life work in ways like that for me?
I guess some would say this is a type of perfection.
Lose the toxic,
Gain the love.
i did it
i hurt you and myself
ill go now
dont question it
Don't block me
Without my side of the story
Listen to what I have to say
You said you would stay
You said you would be my
But you left just like he did
All because I liked a poem
That a friend wrote
Isn't that what this site is for?
I'm not sorry for what I did
It's just a