My love for you has died out.
The pain it causes for me puts a hole through my chest,
as if there was nothing there to begin with.
When you cut me open,
I never thought I would bleed.
Just take me,
and shut me out.
Just don't break me,
because I am broken enough.
You once said you loved me,
But that all soon changed.
Once you knew I was different,
You disowned me.
Destroyed me.
Hated me.
Now I cry tears of crimson
that stain my carpet of sadness and pain.
I'm not that strong willed.
I can't smile while hurt.
All of you that I have now,
Is the imprint of your hatred
Upon my heart.
Saturday, August 13, 2011
BROKEN
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