Forget me.
I do not want to feel
(love)Anymore.
I want to feel
The pain that I have
Caused you.
I want to feel
The tears you have
Cried.
I want to feel
My heart pound
As fast as yours
Whenever I walked
Out
Of your door.
Forget me.
I do not want to yell
Anymore.
I want to hear
What you heard.
I want to feel
My heart drop
When someone says, "Forever,
Goodbye."
Forget me.
I do not want to see
Your scars.
I want to feel
The blood
Over a lost love.
I want to feel
My tears
Burn my skin
Over you.
Forget me.
I do not want to see
Your bruises.
Let him beat me.
Let him burn me.
Let him hit me.
Let him cut me.
Let him
Watch
Me
Cry.
Forget me,
and
Let me wonder why
I did this all to you.
Let me curse myself
For doing this to you.
Let me bleed
For you.
Tyler, just say you understand. This poem is about me wanting to make up for all that I have done in *a relationship*...and after. I want to take away the pain of everything basically. But you never like to see me suffer so I know you would never let me go through with anything like this. You'd say, " Hey, you crazy poot! Go back to the snake-pit! Don't bend over-backwards because of the past." Then you'd poke me with a stick that has a four leaf cover glued to it (the one you found the day me and you started going out...jeeze, that was so long ago, like a year).
'k bye.
Great Poem
From an outsider's perspective, I like this a lot. From from the eyes of a person that knows you, I don't like it at all. Honestly, I don't have anything to say about it. What am I supposed to say?
Tyler