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English discussion room => Poetry => Subiect creat de: Iosif din 09 Iulie, 2003, 05:36:15 p.m.

Titlu: Cry
Scris de: Iosif din 09 Iulie, 2003, 05:36:15 p.m.
I look in the mirror
I look into my eyes
trapped behind the mascara
all i find are lies

As I watch my eyes get misty
as a single tear forms
I know you never loved me
the tear falls down my cheek

It was so very plain
yet I could not see
I was loving in vain
and now I feel so stupid

I cry
and I feel all this pain
and I wonder why
I let this slide too many times

I let out a sigh
as i pull out my knife
i die inside
as i think about you

one cuts all i need
one slash on each wrist
cause ive got a rythem when i bleed

If I dont kill myself now
I know it ill die from the pain somehow
And i need the pain

I need the pain
I need it now
it will take away the shame
that surrounds me now

Because i made love to him
and now i feel so dirty
cause it was nothing to him
it was just sex

I put my knife away
ill hang on longer
hang on another day
cause i wont die this way

i turn on the shower
the steam hides my tears
I feel I have no power
over how i feel

I wash my face
wash the tears away
I try to rinse away
the feeling of his skin on mine

I climb out
I turn off the water
I breath out
I stand there dripping

I look in the cloudy mirror
I look into my eyes
the pains still there
as well as all the lies

I climb into my bed
Feeling so dumb
thoughts of him fill my head
I feel so violated

I know ill get over it
cause i feel a little better everyday
I know ill get over it
Cause hes not worth it