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I know it was mostly me, I asked too much you gave everything, still. I apologise, I could not handle your particular brand of crazy or your self-righteous attitude. It was always something I'd said or done and it gave me thrills to wind you up. Then you snapped, slapping and choking over a question about a film. I screamed so loud that your father woke up. He didn't do a **** thing. Stranded in a strange city, broke and phoneless I stayed. You spent the night on the couch while I cried alone in your bed. We fought again the next morning over the busted radio in your piece of **** car. You slammed the breaks and smashed my head and I knew then that I did not love you still, I stayed. for a week or two and then I called it quits, I still don't blame you, because I stayed
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Mar 4, 2013
Mar 4, 2013 at 3:02 AM UTC
I don't blame you, any more.
I know it was mostly me, I asked too much you gave everything, still. I apologise, I could not handle your particular brand of crazy or your self-righteous attitude. It was always something I'd said or done and it gave me thrills to wind you up. Then you snapped, slapping and choking over a question about a film. I screamed so loud that your father woke up. He didn't do a **** thing. Stranded in a strange city, broke and phoneless I stayed. You spent the night on the couch while I cried alone in your bed. We fought again the next morning over the busted radio in your piece of **** car. You slammed the breaks and smashed my head and I knew then that I did not love you still, I stayed. for a week or two and then I called it quits, I still don't blame you, because I stayed
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Mar 4, 2013
Mar 4, 2013 at 3:02 AM UTC
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