Fucked Me Over

Here in a moment of hate and pain. Stuck in the middle of cursing and blame. You said that you had no time for me things were to hard for you and all you cared about was money. I thought about you all the time We spent so much time together constantly you were mine. Things seemed to get blown away words spoken and poured out. love was left in, while you were left out. My heart busted, everything turned black. And all I wanted was for the time to be turned back of all the wonderful times we shared, when you were once still here. Tonight on December 9th you have broken my heart you said you have never cared for me, we have dated for months, But all that is left in memory. I hate you, You once loved me at least that's what I wanted to believe. Till you turned and looked at me you said "Shelly I have never cared for you, And I do not love you" I never have and never will, deal with the pain and keep this real. Those words were the same things my mother once said, I heard it in my mind, while she was lying on her death bed. Those are the words That ring in my ear the pain of those words are my only fear. I cried for hours for the fact they brought up memories, Memories that were once forgotten and were oh so rotten, I wished them away in a bottle of rum and kissed them go by and let them shatter in the sun. But recently they've been coming back to me And echo drastically. I can't keep calm My breathing unsteady I'm worthless I'm a horrible person no one can ever love me, they lie, and cheat and use me. IM weird, I'm not like everyone else I tend to understand what lies behind the heart. I wish just one person would give a shit and try not to break me apart. I'm sick of this I'm sick of those who don't care Look me in the eyes and once again say you don't care Look in my eyes, and see the tears, Look in my eyes and see the only fears that lye with in your mouth, I'm afraid of what else you might say. Please give me the chance to walk away Let me cover my ears, let me refuse to hear Just this once, I can't take it anymore please go easy on me or I might die, from the fear of hearing.My boyfriend And I Broke up tonight (That would explain this poem) thanks. shelly. Written December 10th, 2001 © on Dec 09 2001 07:37 PM PST, Shelly   0 • 16