Bitter?

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Saturday March 18, 2020

So something awful happened to me- something I am not yet ready to reveal in the pages of my journal online or in person. In response to that particular event I went through a long span of denial, I blamed myself, then the overwhelming sense of anger... finally sadness. I showed one of my close friends this poem and he told me it sounded like a song of someone who may be bitter.
Maybe I am bitter...



My heart is in pieces
My thoughts are a whirlwind
You told me you loved me
didn't think this is how itd end
Tried to ignore it
Tried to push it aside
But the way you've hurt me, got me breaking inside

You took it away
You snatched it for yourself
My pride my choice my love fuckin' hell
I'm not a saint
But you knew what I wanted from this
Made me a wreck
Will I move on from this

The walls are cavin in from the inside of my heart
You're trying to belittle
Trying to tear my mind apart
You know all my vices, the things that make me tick
All these emotions are runnin me thin

You took it away, you snatched it for yourself
My pride my choice my love fuckin' hell
I'm not a saint
But you knew what I wanted from this
Made me a wreck
Will I move on from this

Just because the sun shines down on you
The same way the moon changes shapes on you
Just because we're tilting eternally
Doesn't mean that you can take over me
I'm not a doll with my big eyes
I'm not a pigment of your devilish vixen
I can scream I can cry
Don't know why I decided to lie with you

You took it away you snatched it for yourself
My pride my choice my love fuckin' hell
I'm not a saint
But you knew what I wanted from this
Made me a wreck
Will I move on from this

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