i tried to cut you out
like cancer
like a tumor
like a part that could be cut
i tried to forget you
like a memory
like a love gone by
like what I ate yesterday for lunch
i tried to breathe you out
like my cigarette smoke
like the words I speak
like the frustrations I let out
i tried to imagine you out
like my life was a fairytale
and I was never caught in this dark wood
and you were never the wolf
but somewhere you're still beating
and it breaks apart my chest
and each night I sit remembering
is another night of endless unrest
and sometimes even thinking of you
makes my thoughts come out in rhyme
and i toss
and turn
with memories
of so much stupid time
- i spent
laying in your arms
or holding you
in mine
and believing in every second
that you'd never run
or lie
but you did lie
over and over
and i took it with grains of salt
and i gave out forgiveness
like it was never
ever
your fault
and now I'm left with
nothing
besides this bad taste
i can't shake
writing poems
contemplating
how much of you is fake
Oct 28, 2013
Oct 28, 2013 at 9:04 PM UTC
i tried to cut you out
like cancer
like a tumor
like a part that could be cut
i tried to forget you
like a memory
like a love gone by
like what I ate yesterday for lunch
i tried to breathe you out
like my cigarette smoke
like the words I speak
like the frustrations I let out
i tried to imagine you out
like my life was a fairytale
and I was never caught in this dark wood
and you were never the wolf
but somewhere you're still beating
and it breaks apart my chest
and each night I sit remembering
is another night of endless unrest
and sometimes even thinking of you
makes my thoughts come out in rhyme
and i toss
and turn
with memories
of so much stupid time
- i spent
laying in your arms
or holding you
in mine
and believing in every second
that you'd never run
or lie
but you did lie
over and over
and i took it with grains of salt
and i gave out forgiveness
like it was never
ever
your fault
and now I'm left with
nothing
besides this bad taste
i can't shake
writing poems
contemplating
how much of you is fake
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