Poems Pt. 1 (On Going)

The Pain

The pain beating in me like a drum,
Knowing that the lost song is what I'll hum.
I wish I could love you,
But everytime I do.

You leave me like a broken shell,
Usually I'm not the type to kiss and tell.
I tell myself I'm done,
Because in my mind I'm so gone.

But everytime I look at you,
You look at me like I'm everything you knew.
How can I leave half in love?
But really you is what I should shove.

We both know you have the upperhand,
And with you forever I'd stand.
I hate the way you take me for granted,
Never took me seriously when I ranted.

But I can't survive with broken promises and trust,
For everyone leaving you should be a must.
You act like you could make me stay,
But the more I do the more I pay.

I pay with my heart,
I pay with my time and the pain.
Piercing through it like a dart,
Like an ink you splash and stain.

I loved you more than others and you know that,
But you made your angel cry yet you still dare to ask where I'm at.
Because to keep you alive I doubted my own worth,
Our love used to be so pure at it's birth.

If you're calling me selfish,
You're calling yourself and you deserve that cold dish.
I don't like going out of my way to find you trouble,
But I'd rather do this than suffocate in your bubble.

There's only so much a girl can take,
And you knew that for God's sake.
I hate you and I'll always hate you,
For making me feel so blue.

Because I'm usually the forgiving one,
But from now on you're getting none.
Soon I'll be free,
We should just let this be.