My Book Of Poems

My Creation

I dont want to feel like a burden,
Your words left me uncertain,
Most days feeling clueless,
The love you had for me was fake and foolish,

Your words are like knives,
Each one stabbing a thousand times,
The tears within my heart,
Has left me falling apart,

One day I could fell relinquished,
The next I'm feeling distinguished,
I try to look forward to each day,
And maybe everything will work out okay,

It's good to think of the memories we had,
This poem isn't supposed to make you feel bad,
This poem is my creation,
Someday I could be an inspiration.

-Grayson A. Mack