Have you ever bled for someone?
Ever taken a blade?
It takes a special appreciation and respect to be willing
To actually take the bullet
Or to be willing to give it all away for someone's happiness
Hurting isn't fun, its not supposed to be
I guess that was in the "Terms and Conditions" right?
Skipped it without reading to jump right into the good parts
Little do we know the good parts don't last long, people don't commit to fixing what's broken
My grandmother used to tell me of an age when people fixed what was broken instead of just packing up and leaving
I think I've got an old soul, I can't leave matters unattended to
Born in the wrong time I suppose
I don't know if I'd be considered broken, most likely I would
Who's there to fix me?
No one, just like last time
I jumped the gun and "forever" lasted a couple months
Nice going, I did it again
Just another fuck up, I could write a novella with the amount I've messed up around you
From making you jealous when not meaning to
To trying to make other people happy and ending up just causing more problems
Hell, even going off on you
After bottling it up for so long, consuming and swallowing every pet peeve and every time you didn't say Iloveyou back
All it took was one tap to knock the lid off
And all my hurt and pain flooded the chat
Severing the head of our love
And slitting my own wrists
Guess I fucked up, huh?
Well it'll be over soon
YOU ARE READING
Journal
PoetryThis is just a collaboration of poems that I wrote to get me through the day sometimes. Dealing with heartbreak tends to be deep and unforgiving but this was the only way I knew how
