Poems

Stained

The rain cleanses the earth
And washes away all soil and dirt
So the world is beautiful again.
I stood there in the rain
Hoping that it would wash you away as well
Wash off all memories
Both happy and sad
And life would be beautiful again
But it can't

You are like the weed
That grow in the garden
I can try to uproot and throw you out
But you grow again
In my heart
Digging your roots in, a little deeper every time.

I wonder, does it hurt you to hurt me
Do you feel the littlest bit of remorse?
I don't know the answer
All I know is
Every time you hurt me
A piece of my heart breaks away
I'm starting to lose my trust in you,
I'm afraid, one day, I won't be able to trust at all.

I try to forget it but I can't
You say sorry with those eyes
And I know I will forgive you, always
Even if I break a little inside, every time.
My head knows I have to end it.
But my heart,
My stupid heart,
Holds on to the threads.

You have your hands around my heart
Crushing it, breaking it,
Every time I try to get away.
You entangle me again, a little tighter everytime.
Until I am suffocating under the pressure.

I really wish you would let me go
Because I can't seem to escape on my own
But at the same time, the idea of being without you kills me
I am trapped in a cage of my own making
You will be the death of me, I know
But I can't seem to care

All I care about is you holding me in your arms
And helping me piece back my broken heart
Broken by you
Or maybe my own doing,
Until it breaks again
Leading slowly but surely to my destruction
I guess I will just enjoy it while it lasts.