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May 2020
i think if things were different
i’d hope you’d come around
but i can’t undo the damage
i can’t wish for happy endings
anymore
if you loved me as much as i love myself now
you would’ve done more for me
instead of sitting around
i’m glad the rain stopped pouring
and i woke up the next morning
visualizing my true potential
without you
making more space for me
to breathe
in and out
i breathe
to relieve the tension that built up inside of me
over months and months
no one could help me
rebuild my broken smile
medication
medication
i open the bottles
i take them
i swallow pill by pill
to get over the factual representation of love
that was presented by you
to get over the text messages that are still left on my phone
i take the pills so you don’t have to
i take the pills so you can continue
hurting and tearing out the hearts of others
the people around you
your sisters and brothers
you mother and father
and even yourself
because you only care about the pleasure and wealth
of love
Written by
Joseph Peterman  23/M/Oklahoma
(23/M/Oklahoma)   
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