It was my paper that you crumpled, but it feels like it was my heart being smashed.
It isn't about the paper, it's about the words and the message t'was written in it. But you crumpled it, like it was nothing special to you, it was just a trash in your eyes but for me it was my life but you ruined it.
You're so cruel and bad and fuck you for destroying everything in me, fuck you for you don't deserve my trust and fuck you for letting me fall in that hole.
And fuck you for not catching me, fuck you for not helping me get up after you crumpled every fucking pieces of my heart.
Fuck you for not loving me back 'cause I thought we had the same thing.. but fuck you for giving me lies and heartache. Fuck you for letting me believe that you're something.. that we're something.. that we had the same thing.
Fuck you, but I love you. And fuck you because I'd still love you even after all the bruises that you left in me, and fuck you for the scars that you've given me 'cause I know right at this very fucking moment that these scars will remain forever.
Fuck you for the pain, I appreciated it.
BINABASA MO ANG
Unspoken Feelings
PoetryThese are the words, or thoughts rather, that's been pestering me. And I can't help but write the things that's been running inside my head, so just let me. This is my way of exploding all the heartaches, suicidal thoughts and pain inside me. Feel...
