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Liz W Sep 2010
The pain so real, the sting so sharp
I shouldn’t let you break my heart
You said you loved me, what a lie
Those countless nights you made me cry
You’d call me a liar, tell me to leave
Should never have left my heart on my sleeve
I almost gave you my trust, and all my soul
Never should have relinquished all my control
Your kiss and your touch were too good to be true
I should never have wasted those tears on you

I’d been through this before, thought that I’d learned
Turns out I’m destined to be the one who is burned
I begged you to listen, to give this a chance
Your paranoia took place of any hope for romance
I need to erase you from all of my dreams
And not keep on feeling so stuck in between
You were reality and fantasy collided into one
Being with you was like a walk in the sun
Now the sparks are smothered, the flame is long gone
I should have known that this would turn out so wrong

These last seven nights, I’ve spent all alone
Wondering if you were also sitting at home
But none of it mattered; it was all just a joke
I should have seen you were a dream made of smoke
I need to feel freedom, to forget all this stress
But each time I think of you, I turn into a mess
I know I’ll survive, there’s other fish in the sea
Should have known from the start, you weren’t right for me
All those interrupted sleepless nights, now seem unreal
Turns out you were nothing, except wasted tears
Liz W Sep 2010
Deep breaths, try right now
Don’t get so caught up that you forget the sensation
Open the curtains and let in the sunlight
Don’t focus on how much the rays will scald
Try to slow the pounding heart rhythm
If you don’t it will only get worse
Step up and remind yourself you can
You can get free from suffocation
Life isn’t over, it’s only beginning
Don’t torch every last drop of hope
Before hope has the chance to flourish
It is so easy to forget the calm
So hard to breathe deeply and to think clearly
Freedom seems far away, but it is within reach
If hope is allowed to prevail, you will too
Torching hope is to end the adventure
To smother the flame is to set adventure free

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