Carved

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Killing me softly,
Tying the knot,
It hurts,
When I smile,
At the thought of you,
That I laugh and feel joy,
When I wish,
That I was empty.
I want to be free from you,
I force this hate for you,
But it isn't fair...

You do not deserve my pity,
Or any acknowledgement,
Yet you are stuck,
In my head, and I beg,
For you to get out.

I tell stories,
About you,
And think about a little thing that happened,
And it just makes it worse,
Because I don't want to love the memories,
But you are carved into my heart,
By a child who didn't know the difference between love,
And obsession.

But I know,
And it hurts, so so much,
To even have the time for you,
And you never had the time for me,
Or maybe you did,
You never said anything.

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