Your words have cut my soul deeper than a knife.
That "you're fat" actually hit my chest.
That "you're ugly" echoes in my mind every day.
I gave you my heart,
while you were just cheating on me.
You were ashamed about me,
while I was talking to everyone about you.
I'm drowning in a sea of problem,
like I was a ship.
You didn't mean that words,
but they cut me so deeply in the same way.
Next time be sure to taste your words before you spit them out.
Because they hurt me more than anything.
and I still act like they didn't,
but every time I look at you
I break down and damage myself in ways that seem unimaginable.
Every little inconvenience is pushing me more and more down.
I put myself in this situation,
and there is no way out.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts.
Poetry"Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does." - Allen Ginsberg from Ginsberg, A Biography This is a collection of p...
