Poems from a liar

Poems from a liar ( leaving off at the Starting Line )

The more of an effort i make, the more i make it worse.

I thought , this move would be a fresh start but i just see it swirling down.

I  thought...i feel like it doesn't make a difference anymore. Why should i even bother to get up in the morning know i will be judge. Over a comment made that i thought was funny. We thought was funny.

You didn't find funny.

Thinking we were friends.

Saying we were friends only leads in the words that dance on the outside of your lips to kiss my ears of " trailer trash" The ring of pain and the echo haunts me.

I couldn't expect the impact of the words to hurt me so bad. Starting over to pick of the glass  pieces that were scatters in the hay stack. Trying to forget what they done to me. What she did to me.

He's right i don't know him.

I thought i knew someone i could trust , someone to laugh with but only to cry over. Only to shower me in insults and irty look then smiles and jokes.

Maybe, somewhere deep in my soul though all the walls to keep out the emotion of hearing them fight ad scream everyday. Keeping out the inner-me who just wants to scream.

Who justswants a quiet space and three seconds of memories without a care in the world.

To, go to a place where on'y I can understand. No one else just  me.

I just needed a fresh start and i only got a reply of my past life seeing into the future ...