Here's a poem I wrote.
I was friggin crying at the time, so don't laugh.
It seems like everything has screwed me over
And now there's no escape.
I'm watching you walk away,
trapped in a net of my mistakes.
But it's not really you that walks
I know that it's a memory.
Because really, since we first got together,
You've been running away from me.
That's not really me, I struggle to say,
That was all my lie!
While you were there I was someone else, a monster,
With the real me hidden inside.
I wanted to be so much better
So that you'd stick around.
I never felt myself becoming
The one I hate the most.
I just want you to realize
That I know I was wrong...
But now it's just too late,
And you're forever gone.
I don't like to think of that
Though we both know it's the truth.
My love, you whom I hold so dear
I was never nice to you.
Now I bear my just desserts,
This weight of a million tears.
Because when you hurt an angel
No punishment is too great to bear.
Do you know what hurts me the most?
It's not the pain or the fear.
It's knowing we could have been close
Knowing perfection was near.
It's waiting for someone who's already gone,
That I drove off, no better!
It's begging God to show you who's to blame
And to realize you've been staring in the mirror.
 Audra Connolly · Sat Oct 28, 2006 @ 05:18pm · 2 Comments |
