Who thinks this poem is good, i wrote this about a month and a half ago to describe a situation i was in
Bleeding knuckles broken fingers, and yet all the horrible pain still lingers,
it’s you who caused it but you refuse, to stop it and make it so I’m not blue,
Bathroom floors and tearstained sheets, a carpet of tissues under your feet
If you hate me so much then why are you crying, could it be you were actually lying?
When you said you didn’t care at all, and broke my heart into the tiny and small,
Pieces of glass I must now pick up, and the cuts make me notice how bad life sucks!
You said I was a blessing, not a curse, you said I make things better, and never worse
But your actions say otherwise, and I wish I could say that it wasn’t a lie,
I wish had the strength to deny, but I’ve lost the necessary will to try,
You promised you would be here, well where are you now?
You made me a promise and you’re letting me down
I forgive you all the same, and to move on I’ll try, even though the pain still makes me cry
The reality is that I’ve kept all my promises, and if you can’t see that you need an optometrist
But you on the other hand, have left me to stand
In a cloud of rain, that stays on my life just like a stain.