Hatred bubbles inside
And is threatning to overflow with the pain and all the emotion that a person could possibly hold
And I know that it isn't hatred
It's just so much sadness
I can't find air that satisfies my lungs
And my eyes are too red from crying to see
Seeping like an hourglass down from my neck to my feet
In cold chilling fingers
I hold it back so no one knows
I don't want pity or consolence
I want to erase time that is irrepairable
I want to mend all the holes I allowed to grow
So that we can be pieced back to a whole
I know that it isn't possible
No matter how many tears I can't make it better
Irrational as it is I still love you
It's so FUCKING irrational
I KNOW I CAN'T HAVE YOU
It's like slapping myself saying that aloud
Every kind of pain
AND MY FINGERS ARE SHAKING
And streams are running across my face
But worse than knowing that I couldn't make you love me
Is knowing that you lied
You didn't care enough to stop from hurting me
IN THE ACT YOU DIDN'T STOP
IN THE MOMENT YOU DIDN'T THINK
IN THOSE SECONDS YOU DIDN'T CARE
You didn't care that you were doing this to me
You only thought of yourself
Which means you never told me the truth about how you felt
WHY DID YOU LIE?
Don't make promises you can't keep
I would NEVER EVER ever ever ever have done that to you.
People that care about eachother can trust eachother
So how can you say the things you do?
It doesn't make sense
You made me SO happy
I wish you could've understood that feeling
Something strong enough to keep you liking me
Something I could NEVER provide
For whatever reason I wasn't good enough
And it doesn't make any sense that I'm so happy for you
Because you're in love
I just want you to have that
Even if it's not me
And I still want you
Why do I still want us to be together
I'd know that you were pretending
I wish I knew that before I allowed myself to love you
I wish that I had known those words were a lie
I wish I had known you would take it all back
Swallow your tongue
If I had known I never would've said them in return
And I wouldn't have the problem of not being able to say them enough
I'm tired of mascara stinging my eyes
Right now I'm just so tired
And I can't sleep
I can't do anything
No power
No control
No hope
Not right now
I thought I did something right for once when I first kissed you
I thought I had found someone genuine
Everyone else thought so too
So how could I have argued with that
How could I have felt anything other than I did
Or wanted things to be any different
I just wanted to let myself be happy
And stop hurting myself and letting people hurt me
I just wanted my turn
When is my turn?
Wow. I can really feel the anger in this poem. I'm sorry that this had to happen to you. =(
But great job on the poem.