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I was finally stable. I could walk without feeling like With one misstep I would break everything I know. I could breathe And think and talk Without feeling tightness in my chest. And now On a normal day I get this message. It blow everything up. Walls were knocked down Windows smashed through Doors once again open That I thought were forever sealed. I am angry, hurt, and confused I honestly have no idea what to do. **** you. **** what you said. You make me feel guilty For things I never did For the way I feel And you say you love me. What the **** You KICKED ME OUT! YOU ended things. Not me. How am I supposed to act? How am I supposed to feel? God I have no freaking clue What I am supposed to do. So I will sit here and cry to the man I love Who will hold me and try and make it ok When there is no way he can Because there is nothing he can do. So thanks for nothing, Once again. You've crushed my world Once again It seems like the only thing you are good at.
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Oct 6, 2012
Oct 6, 2012 at 10:53 PM UTC
Thanks for Nothing
I was finally stable. I could walk without feeling like With one misstep I would break everything I know. I could breathe And think and talk Without feeling tightness in my chest. And now On a normal day I get this message. It blow everything up. Walls were knocked down Windows smashed through Doors once again open That I thought were forever sealed. I am angry, hurt, and confused I honestly have no idea what to do. **** you. **** what you said. You make me feel guilty For things I never did For the way I feel And you say you love me. What the **** You KICKED ME OUT! YOU ended things. Not me. How am I supposed to act? How am I supposed to feel? God I have no freaking clue What I am supposed to do. So I will sit here and cry to the man I love Who will hold me and try and make it ok When there is no way he can Because there is nothing he can do. So thanks for nothing, Once again. You've crushed my world Once again It seems like the only thing you are good at.
jill-anderson
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Oct 6, 2012
Oct 6, 2012 at 10:53 PM UTC
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