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Apr 2016
Put a bullet in my skull, maybe two or three.

I'm  tired of all the excuses  and lies, that you made me believe.

I wish you were out of my life already, but I also wish we just met.
but why do you keep giving me hope we'd be together again, then dropping me like a finished cigarette.

I try my best not to look at a text, that comes from your  name.
Cause ever since you've left me, I can't read them the same.

I just want to let you go,
and forget all we had
and whatever could've been.
I mean,  why do you always ask me what could've been
when you were the one who broke us apart to begin.

I just can't take much longer of your fake innocence and lies
I just wish you'd let me be
everyone keeps thinking I'm the wrong one, but you're the one they don't bother to see.

Yet I never cared what others thought, and never will I ever,
cause they don't know what it feels like, to lose what you thought you'd have forever.

Because forever and always, was what we always said after our I love you's.
but now your happy with another guy, while I'm lost singing the blues.
I wish you'd get out of my head so I can finally be free.

Better yet,
just put a bullet in my skull, maybe two or three.
Chris Park
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Chris Park  23/M/Des Plaines, Illinois
(23/M/Des Plaines, Illinois)   
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