The Truth Behind Words

No More Second Chances

NOTE: This will be the only vulgar poem, that I'll make.

I hope I can die today
So I won't feel the pain
The struggles will go away
Of the endless fights we made

I know we fought maybe thrice or quadruple
But why did it sting my heart a million?

It's like I've been stabbed on the heart
It's like chains trying to escape from the heartless pain you made

Why did you have to let this through
And think,
This is all a prank to you

Deep cuts on my wrists
But you'll never notice

Deep wounds in my heart
Like our friendship has torn apart

You never knew we were slowly tearing apart
Because you we're busy saying the things you never told me
The things like, "fuck off"

Everything has changed, didn't it?
You took advantage of my weak soul
And try to hurt my best friend's emotions
You say it's not my damn business
But as you can tell
She's my fucking best friend

I want to say how truly sorry I am
Even though it was never my fault

Breaking friendships is what you do
And breaking hearts too

Why didn't I think about this?
I gave you millions of second chances

But now,
All the pain you've caused us
I think it's time to leave the area
Of where I belong

And this time if you ever ask me, "Do you still trust me?"
This time no more second chances
And my answer is, "no."

Forgive my language, this is dedicated to the guy friend who entered my life, gives me memories but mostly gave the worst.

03/08/17

~EMMA~