Mom always told me hold my head high
Don't let them see you cry
I opened my heart and spilled my guts
Now she knows what shouldn't be known
I lied a little and told a story
Made myself someone she could want to be with
Writhed in pain the night she left
Ended up going back to Heather
Ran away crying
I gave her my heart
Showed her the scars and believed she could heal
Turns out the paper flowers she gave to me
Weren't meant for me to hold
She left the torns on and left my hands bloody
Everything hurts
Even her touch
Her smile
Her laugh
Her look
I notice the way they all go silent
I notice the way she looks at me
I can't help but wonder if she still thinks of me
I lowered my head
I let them see me cry
I showed her my scars
No hope is better than false hope
All she gave me was false hope
Pity or love
Fragile or shallow
I don't know if she'll survive
Dear Elizabeth
You spent all my dreams
You gave them away
Sold them for a penny
Went on your way
Left me in a ditch
Stole my heart and dreams
Made me believe i meant more than a word
Just one little word
Elizabeth
Can't you see the pain you put me through
Can't you hear my heart shattering everytime you walk by
Don't you feel the tears sliding down my cheeks
Over you
Only you
Elizabeth
YOU ARE READING
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