#badbreakup
Counting steps, watching you fly
I can’t catch your wind
It’s gone in a deep billowing sigh
Seeing your wide smile, but I am thick skinned
So, your scattering insults will bounce away
Into the dark halo around you
Did I really want you to stay?
Go, leave these happy days, so very few
I won’t be sad, no tears will wet my cheek
I can breathe deep again, I can take a breath
I can become the strong, leave the meek
Rise up from this suffocating death
So, fly away, find another path, Leave
Without a glance behind, I won’t be there
Waving in sorrow, I will not grieve
For now, suddenly my dancing has flare
And I can laugh out loud, sing off key
Find friends that you pushed away
For they saw, what I now can see
Me. Without you. This is my first day
Aug 16, 2019
Aug 16, 2019 at 11:51 AM UTC
I apologize for my words too hash
I stepped on your dreams and hash tags
I crossed every line broken all bonds
Of togetherness
I confess i have kept away from you
Not for the purpose of your purpose
But for one single thing
It......?
Its ..... its
Your a b*#@%
Apr 1, 2019
Apr 1, 2019 at 7:46 PM UTC
I used to wonder,
how people run back to bad relationships.
And then,
I met you.
Everything was great the first week we talked and when we met up,
Even a few days after things were still going good,
but then,
things took a turn.
You changed in the matter of a day,
your upbeat freindly vibe changed to controlling and emotional.
You told me not to be honest with you, and if i were you would leave,
You got drunk and tried to put the blame on me for your bad decisions.
And yet,
here I am,
struggling with wether or not the choice I made was right.
That maybe I'm the crazy one,
or that there is reason and rationally behind why you said and did what you did,
that somehow I'm the bad guy,
because it hurts me,
that I hurt you.
But now at least,
I don't have to wonder anymore.
Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 11:58 PM UTC
You committed suicide right in front of me
Killing every thing I once saw in you
And becoming the hardest lesson I've ever had to learn
Teaching me that "finding yourself" roughly translates to finding your way between another girl's legs
******* away emotions that you are too much of a coward to embrace
I now comprehend in entirety that "missing me" barely passes as ******** when the dates and times don't match up
Confused no more
I can clearly see that loving me was only a passing convenience
And I'm sorry for wasting so much time missing something that obviously never was
Oct 2, 2014
Oct 2, 2014 at 4:28 PM UTC