The end.
What you really were on the inside.
You made everything so hard to see,
See through the tears, the night I cried.
They weren't real tears though,
Because I didn't know it's bad.
You were something I was never told,
That night I lost everything I once had.
Sink into the old furniture,
While being so naive.
Cry the fake tears again,
Losing everything before that eve.
That was the first crack in the shell,
The first wing nailed on.
The inside was heaven, outside hell,
There is no where else left to run.
I lost my trust then,
All because of you.
Even if you could turn back into him,
I wouldn't see a smile that really is true.
You made me hate them all,
And change who I was.
Everyone were liars,
There was no one I could call.
No one must know,
No one to trust.
It was you who stole
Everything that I was.
"Maybe if I died,
then you wouldn't be here now.."
Forgiving was once tried,
Everything just said 'I don't know how.'
No one is real.
Why even try.
I lost my trust,
The day I said goodbye.
Poetry by Tori
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Written on 2006-11-08 at 05:00
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[//NAiVE]
I lost my trust the day that you showed me,What you really were on the inside.
You made everything so hard to see,
See through the tears, the night I cried.
They weren't real tears though,
Because I didn't know it's bad.
You were something I was never told,
That night I lost everything I once had.
Sink into the old furniture,
While being so naive.
Cry the fake tears again,
Losing everything before that eve.
That was the first crack in the shell,
The first wing nailed on.
The inside was heaven, outside hell,
There is no where else left to run.
I lost my trust then,
All because of you.
Even if you could turn back into him,
I wouldn't see a smile that really is true.
You made me hate them all,
And change who I was.
Everyone were liars,
There was no one I could call.
No one must know,
No one to trust.
It was you who stole
Everything that I was.
"Maybe if I died,
then you wouldn't be here now.."
Forgiving was once tried,
Everything just said 'I don't know how.'
No one is real.
Why even try.
I lost my trust,
The day I said goodbye.
Poetry by Tori
Read 498 times
Written on 2006-11-08 at 05:00
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