Sunday, August 7, 2011

Tired Of It All.....

I made this poem....

I'm tired of feeling dead,I'm tired of emotional pain,I'm tired of saying,"I'm sorry," when I know I'm not the one to blame. Our love was special in the start but now I'm starting to believe he's just playing with my heart. He doesn't like to be told the truth. He doesn't like to know that he's to blame for all my sadness and pain. He cannot see what he has done to me,for I am not the girl I used to be.

Sure....I'll kill myself for him....I know damn right that he will never do the same. All the lies of saying he loves me and would die without me. I can't believe I actually fucking believed that. I'm such a fucking idiot. I need help. I need someone I can trust to help me out of this deep pain. But what's sad. Is the one person I trust....cannot know about our love. Therefore I cannot get help. He didn't believe me when I said I loved him. Love at our age is tossed around like a piece of fucking garbage. Careless boys breaking poor innocent girl's hearts. It's as if girls get more affected and hurt in love than the boys do. Some people are differant. He's long gone. But what scares the hell out of me is I don't think I can let go.

2 comments:

  1. hey auntie anna can you post my dont run with scissors poem? i also made a sequel called dont run with swords and another called dont run with knives and my neew one thats comin up dont stab people its not right and my other new one canibuls are sick

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  2. Anna, I swear, you should be a poet when chur older.

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