Looking out the window trees and buildings become a blur.
She says I like you, I love you, I hate you , and today she isn’t sure.
All men are shit out the door and get!
Someone did her wrong so his shadow is casted on me so I’ll forget she even exists.
You cowards need a partner to live.
So you paint a smile on your face.
but rushing into what “should” happen you two grow to hate cause your hearts are misplaced.
I wear my soul on my sleeves and get spit on I’m the biggest coward of all cause I won’t trust another being on this Earth.
All men are trash but look in the mirror and be honest you hate the one that made you hurt.
So you take it out those willing to share a feelings
No future seems to be fulfilling.
I hate myself enough for both of us but not enough to give my wrist those gnarly cuts.
I got nothing left on the inside I gave my heart and spilled my guts.
No one gave a fuck.
I can’t communicate, so I’m stuck with lust.
I remember relationships weather.
But you know all men are worthless..
You’re just as miserable as solitude when you are together.
Comments1
My heart goes out to you if you had to actually live through that. The capacity to be hurt deeply speaks to understanding authentic love so even it might be a trial to digest the trauma speaks to evidence of a loving balanced understanding soul.
✊🏽 life has its lessons. Thank you for reading and I appreciate your feed back.
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