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Oct 2017
The first time I was under the influence
The second I was in pain
I walked away without looking back
The pain in my heart
The memories in my mind
The scars on my soul
But I wore a smile

I hid from you
Ran from you

You got a hold of me
You kept following
You kept laughing at me for the things you did
You kept dragging me down
You kept scaring me

Those pictures
Those words

Wasn't I good enough for you ?
The day we broke up you said you loved me
You said you wanted to help me
Are you indirectly calling me crazy?

You showed more love to my ****** then u did to me
More scars on my heart then you do to the grass when you play soccer

Babe tell me what I was lacking?
What didn't I give you ?
You had it all and threw it right in my face
Acting like a mechanic
Opened me up trying to make a creation of your own

But in the end you couldn't fix me
The first time I was under the influence
The second I was in pain
I walked away without looking back
The day we broke up you said you loved me

You are the reason I started writing
Thank you for the pain I can express on paper
Thank you for the memories I can tell the world
Thank you for making me the writer that I am

I forgive you
I'll let you go

I pray that one day you realise how much I loved you and how much you didn't
Written by
Lufuno anita
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