though things may be different now i need you to know
things are becoming difficult and i try not to let them show
i got angry, i snapped and i broke
i said some words that should never be spoke.
i was mean i was cruel
and i now look like a fool.
But even what you said in retaliation
and it was caused by my aggravation
but it hurt, it stung
and i was stuck up on a rung...
i needed you to catch me, because i knew that i would fall
but now i'm here, holding on for something, anything at all.
what is left? it is as if it has all evaporated
so now why cant i remove the tears that have my eyes saturated
after everything i would still take a bullet for you
even if you were the one to pull the trigger.
i must have had it coming
and the hold i have is crumbling.
but the truth is...
im still waiting for a bullet
before the grey sky clears
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Because it is Easier
PoetryBecause it's easier is a series of original poems and short stories, some themes and language may be inappropriate for younger viewers