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Chapter Of Us

Contributed by LiLBiT on Friday, 2nd December 2005 @ 08:38:33 AM in AEST
Topic: toughstuff



Youve been acting a little funny at school lately,
I wanted to know what was wrong; I just hoped it wasnt me.
I came home from school, ate a little bit then hurried up and called you,
As your phone rang, I knew something bad was about to happen, I just knew.
When you told me those hurtful things in my ear,
Rolling down my cheek was a single tear.
You said, your tired of me, this relationship doesnt mean anything to you; I acted like a kid,
I was so devastated and hurt, I blamed myself for you leaving me the way that you did.
When you said its thru and hung up the phone,
I cried for hours, I felt so alone.
I wiped my tears, went into the kitchen and pulled open the drawer;
I saw the knife and said to myself Im not going to hurt like this anymore.
I cut myself to let go of all the pain,
Then I bleed and I still felt the same.
I kept cutting deeper and harder to end my life;
I started to cry again and dropped the knife.
I realized killing myself is not going to solve the way I feel,
this is not something in a movie, this is real.
I have to keep living to over come all the hurt you put me thru,
I should have never tried to kill myself because of you.
You need to stop treating females the way you treated me,
One day theyre going to do it to you, and then youll see.
Im mad at myself for putting up with all your pain, hurt and lies for so very long,
when I worship the ground you walked on, when you were the one that was doing me wrong.
When I look at my scars on both my wrist, its a reminder of all the things you put me thru,
But no matter how much we love each other, I can never end up going back to you.
I thought talking to you will give me closure, but writing this poem is enough for me,
I need to close the chapter of us and live my life now always being happy.




Copyright © LiLBiT ... [ 2005-12-02 08:38:33]
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