My stomach aches.
It's been quite a while since my stomach ached
and I knew, something was wrong
with me.
*Demons dangling.
soul shivering.
heart breaking.
life crushing.*
I didn't know what happened to me
back then,
and just roughly do I know it
now.
I used her, when I first met her
like a doll, like a puppet
a toy for pleasure, a plaything for my lust.
Later on I
*adored her,
protected her,
trusted her,
loved her,*
but I never said 'I love you',
till it was too late.
It was a sunny day
when you backstabbed me.
Sis say I've changed now,
but I am still the same man;
I just learned to understand valuing what I have
and not giving it away
carelessly.
*Shame you, shame your decision
shame me, shame my tolerance
shame him, shame his sadism
shame you all and your egoism.*
Lost my love, lost my job, lost myself
I'm trying to make better,
to grow,
fighting the enemy hidden
within us.
Aug 25, 2014
Aug 25, 2014 at 1:08 AM UTC
My stomach aches.
It's been quite a while since my stomach ached
and I knew, something was wrong
with me.
*Demons dangling.
soul shivering.
heart breaking.
life crushing.*
I didn't know what happened to me
back then,
and just roughly do I know it
now.
I used her, when I first met her
like a doll, like a puppet
a toy for pleasure, a plaything for my lust.
Later on I
*adored her,
protected her,
trusted her,
loved her,*
but I never said 'I love you',
till it was too late.
It was a sunny day
when you backstabbed me.
Sis say I've changed now,
but I am still the same man;
I just learned to understand valuing what I have
and not giving it away
carelessly.
*Shame you, shame your decision
shame me, shame my tolerance
shame him, shame his sadism
shame you all and your egoism.*
Lost my love, lost my job, lost myself
I'm trying to make better,
to grow,
fighting the enemy hidden
within us.
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