Post by denisa on Aug 7, 2010 11:43:13 GMT -5
Ok so I am not the best at poetry as you will tell in reading this one. This came about from just being hurt over and over again by the same person. It was a long time ago but thought I would share this
My Life
My life was good, but now it's not.
I had some friends, found out their not.
Lives of others always came first.
No thought of me, must be a curse.
I care too much, my heart ripped out.
Torn from my chest, thrown all about.
Pain more and more, harder to hide.
Smiles can not mask, tears trapped inside.
Tried some tough love, became the bitch.
Can't seem to win, always some hitch.
Not very good at poetry.
Must stop for now, So mote it Be!
My life was good, but now it's not.
I had some friends, found out their not.
Lives of others always came first.
No thought of me, must be a curse.
I care too much, my heart ripped out.
Torn from my chest, thrown all about.
Pain more and more, harder to hide.
Smiles can not mask, tears trapped inside.
Tried some tough love, became the bitch.
Can't seem to win, always some hitch.
Not very good at poetry.
Must stop for now, So mote it Be!