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Mar 2014
You say these spiteful words
(though some say you still love me)
You change into the monster you said
you'd never be,
when you said you'd never hurt me.

But what am I supposed to do
when for the last half-year
its always been
You.
Only you.

And now I'm expected to hold my ground
while you and your friends try
to bury me
Beneath it.
The world has turned
Into the black
Dark
You promised
would stay away from me
This time.

'This time it'll be different'
You hear a naive
Young girl
say.

Maybe next time'll be different
But not today.

Today
I must learn to stand.
Not fall.
To heal my aching heart.
Not watch it break.

I must learn that there are
Bigger things
In life,
And that just
One loss
Won't- no, shouldn't- shape me for
the rest of my life.
My life is mine,
And yours is out of sight, out of mind.
This is what I originally wrote, but I preferred it with the end cut off.
Isabelle Hampshire
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Isabelle Hampshire  Rome
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