Aug 24 2012

Where I’m From

Published by at 12:33 am under Dark Love Poems

I am so tired of your games
My heart can take no more.
These games of yours are sick and cruel
I’m worse off than before.

Your wicked – haunting – grin of glee
It breaks my soul in two…
For everything you’ve done to me,
What have I done to you?

The shattered pieces of my pride
Cut through my skin like knives
An innocent is left to bleed,
The guilty party thrives.

I’d always known you knew no love
Why did I even try?
You left me broken on the floor
I had no strength to cry.

I’m sorry for my faithfulness
Perhaps I caused your hate
Perhaps I’ve been too nice to you,
Compassionate of late.

It’s been so long since I’ve known joy
I guess I am to blame
When thoughts of pain and hope collide,
I find they’re both the same.

Lied to the very one I loved,
I swore I’d never leave
But since the death of happiness,
I’ve had no time to grieve

And as I write these words to you,
I find I’m purely numb
I’ll greet the devil in your name,
Go back to where I’m from.

This post was submitted by pixie.

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2 Responses to “Where I’m From”

  1. xxPlagueRatxxon 24 Aug 2012 at 11:17 pm

    i love this, i can relate in my own way, thankyou:)x

  2. pixieon 25 Aug 2012 at 7:03 am

    Thank you for reading and commenting

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