Its hard to always hold your head higher than your heart.
I remember the days you told me we'd never fall apart.
I use to feel guilty, looking back on all the lies I believed.
Your words were filthy; being so far away from you, now I can see.
I was tricked, you lead me straight into your trap!
Even when I kicked, you'd tighten your grip, fastening me to your lap.
You had your way with my head; you knew me too well.
Had me strapped to your bed, had me under your spell.
While the air was running thin in my sealed shut cell,
I found a way under your skin, and out of your hell.
I ran to the beach, to rest my head.
But once I was asleep, I was back in your bed.
I woke up, alone, missing the old you.
Wanting to come home, but knowing thats something I couldn't do.
I counted all the times you ruined my night.
I remembered all the days you wanted to fight.
You were never the one for me.
I shouldn't of promised forever, eight months was enough for me.
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Better & Worse
PoetryA collection of poems about my love, my heartache, and the moments in-between. Please vote and comment!