You want to hear about heart break I spent two whole years making mistakes Letting you walk over me Making me believe that there was something Wrong with me I gave my all And you let me fall I wish I could take it back I would tell myself drop him It'll never last Thought I was so lucky How ****** to think you were the one This was all supposed to be fun I helped you in ways no young girl would think to Stuck my neck out for you And you smashed my heart Like it was nothing new Played me like your games Knew exactly what buttons to press And then you got bored and left me a mess I tried so hard to pick up my pieces For awhile I refused to believe it How in the **** could I just leave this This thing I thought was love But love doesn't break you Or play you like a game Love doesn't cheat and lie By saying it wont happen again Love does not just stop in the middle of the sentence You were not love You were **** in every sense of the word And I'm glad that were done cause I'm a survivor
The First man to ever love me broke me Made me feel I was never enough I called you daddy but, you barley know me Raised me to abandon me For years I longed for you All I wanted was a message or a call Don't even know my birthday And that hurts most of all So much anger and pain I'm so ashamed, that you're my father Lucky enough you still get that name Because if not that id live my life ashamed So many words unsaid So many actions to undo But I'm over it So in order to mend things it's up to you
The exhale of relief for some that's at the end of the day when curled up in bed, and the day is ending if you're lucky you have one moment of piece and you exhale out all the stress all the ******* and feel calm I have yet to have that relief I'm constantly a mess Each breath I try to feel that peace Instead I breath out anxiety And am still worried for the next day If you are lucky to have that exhale Remember it, Its what will keep you going Then next time you get lost.
I’m scared to speak out. Scared to be seen...as weak. That’s not me. I’m put together. Born to be super. But I’m not. I get tired. I break. I’m not invincible. And most of all. I’m not perfect. Writing is my escape. It’s where i speak loudest. I just wish I was heard.
I write and I write... But it’s all useless. All my work is gibberish. I just rant. Hopeing something will come to be. All this pain is still inside me. It wants to be set free. So I smoke. Hopeing it’ll spark inspiration. Yet instead it either sparks numb or hesitation.
You were toxic. Tearing me mentally limb from limb. I though I could trust you. Let you in. That was my mistake. You took my heart and crushed it. Like it was nothing. Made me feel like I was nothing. Now look at me. Finding it hard to trust. Hard to love. All because you were my everything. And to you I was nothing.
It's hard not to get attached when I look in your eyes and go to a different place. Or when we kiss and all my problems fade away. How can I not get attached when you've become my home It's hard not to fall when everything he does has you floating. And it's scary Because that can be taken away in a blink of an eye. No more late talks. Or laying with you and our dog If I get attached and it ends.. I won't just fall... I'll plummet.