Self-Explanitary
I CRY
Everytime u say does hurtful words 2 me
I CRY
Everytime I think of you, I can only think of you in one state so,
I CRY
as hard as I try, all the memories of you are haunting,
Even as a little girl when I didn't understand, I knew none of it was right,
And now as I become older everything becomes worse,
I used to idolize you,
I used to want to be just like you,
but now I realise I want to be nothing like you,
I would never put someone through what you put me through,
All the pain that you have caused sadens me so,
You were my heart,
you were my soul,
You were everything to me,
You were always there for me no matter what,
Now to me you are .. nothing,
The pain you brought me sits on my heart and my heart slowly sinks,
As my heart is no longer where it should be, you are no longer in my heart,
My soul is black and you were the one that painted it this colour,
I now have no love for anything,
Life is just a black hole that I must be in,
And you are now the centre of my black hole.
Poetry by iZa
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Written on 2005-08-29 at 13:29
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The ove For You Has Died
Every night as I close my eyes and try to sleep, tears fall down,I CRY
Everytime u say does hurtful words 2 me
I CRY
Everytime I think of you, I can only think of you in one state so,
I CRY
as hard as I try, all the memories of you are haunting,
Even as a little girl when I didn't understand, I knew none of it was right,
And now as I become older everything becomes worse,
I used to idolize you,
I used to want to be just like you,
but now I realise I want to be nothing like you,
I would never put someone through what you put me through,
All the pain that you have caused sadens me so,
You were my heart,
you were my soul,
You were everything to me,
You were always there for me no matter what,
Now to me you are .. nothing,
The pain you brought me sits on my heart and my heart slowly sinks,
As my heart is no longer where it should be, you are no longer in my heart,
My soul is black and you were the one that painted it this colour,
I now have no love for anything,
Life is just a black hole that I must be in,
And you are now the centre of my black hole.
Poetry by iZa
Read 640 times
Written on 2005-08-29 at 13:29
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