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Mar 2015
Sometimes your voice is music to my ears
Sometimes your telling me things that I don't want to hear
Sometimes I can't help but scream at you
theres really not many people I do that too
The disrespect hurts
but I might be taking it out of context
even on your worst days
you never wanted me hurt
which hurt the most
why even care enough to make sure I'm not hurt but not care enough to just be with me like you used too
And I would never say that to your face
I won't beg for you
I will be fine
but I also would be with you right now if the choice was mine
I don't have enough in me for the both of us though
Im thin
Im down to the bone
hardly enough love in here to keep me going
but there is
Im picking myself up
and Im leaving you behind and underneath me
I just wanted to write it down to mark the last feeling for you that I gave the time of day
SydneyAnn
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SydneyAnn  in my head
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