I can't stop remembering everything you said to me
Holding back the tears I begin to bleed, metaphorically
In my dreams I hear your words again
Telling me that we could never be friends
Ouch. I hold my tongue.
Holding back the remarks that could have equally stung
I'm trying to be the better person
But one can only take so much prosecution
The way you make me feel
It's exhausting, like walking straight up hill
The tears I wake up to running down my cheeks
The pain in my chest I've been feeling for weeks
I should probably see a doctor, but I know what he'll say
"Hun, this pain I can't make go away."
Because it's a mental pain
Sorta like a dear John...or Jane
As I lay quietly in the dark
On myself I create another mark
A forever memory of you
Permanently in my tissue
YOU ARE READING
Emotions in Rhyme
PoetryA collection of poems from a girl trying to just keep on going. From 2015-2017