Thought you were salvation,
but you just brought me hell
Thought you were my angel,
more like the devil in disguise
Now my life is full of what ifs
What if I didn't trust you
What if I didn't love you
What if you didn't hurt me
A year and three-fourths is what we had
and trust me, none of it was all bad
Yeah, there were tears and words we didn't mean
but there was hanging out under our special tree
You knew how hurt I was after she left,
yet you hurt me more than she ever did
An artist would paint me as an empty shell
Knock knock, goodbye, there's no one home
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This is about memories, the good and the bad, the laughter and the tears, everything... Investing time and love into something that'll fall apart, that did fall apart. Being abandoned after someone has already done that before, feeling lost, not knowing how to feel.
Yeah, there's betrayal, and anger, and hurt. But other than that, and sadness, how are you supposed to feel, especially when you're crying and lost and lashing out because you can't accept that they- that he- just suddenly stopped caring, that he forgot all the memories, all the laughs, that he just gave up...
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Poetry of A Broken Girl
PoetryThis is poetry that I wrote to channel my darker side when my friendship with the two most important people in my life ended, it's very relatable to people who have been betrayed or misled or abandoned. Enjoy. (Completed)
