After everything that we went through,
it's all now ashes on the ground.
I know I've said this is the last time,
many times before,
but this is the last time, I will let you hurt me again.
If I gave you up so easily,
why am I still hurting?
If I knew all along we were a lost cause,
why am I still searching?
If I made a lucky get away from the hell that was you,
then why do I still feel the same!
You were like a tornado,
tearing my world apart from the inside out.
You still haunt my dreams
turning them all to nightmare, all too easily...
So why do you still have me and when you shouldn't?
May 24, 2020
May 24, 2020 at 11:53 AM UTC
After everything that we went through,
it's all now ashes on the ground.
I know I've said this is the last time,
many times before,
but this is the last time, I will let you hurt me again.
If I gave you up so easily,
why am I still hurting?
If I knew all along we were a lost cause,
why am I still searching?
If I made a lucky get away from the hell that was you,
then why do I still feel the same!
You were like a tornado,
tearing my world apart from the inside out.
You still haunt my dreams
turning them all to nightmare, all too easily...
So why do you still have me and when you shouldn't?
Request permission to use this poem