The Note

MusicalRider

You never noticed

You never knew

Because whenever we spoke

It was always you

 

We never talked about the pain 

Or the blood on my wrists 

We never discussed how I cried

Over people I'll always miss 

 

We laughed

Maybe even cry

But I never thought

You'll be the one to say Goodbye

 

What did I do?

Why wasn't I good enough?

Was it bad for me

To always act so tough?

 

Now I sit here

Looking at that text

Tears running down my face

I thought what to do next

 

Now here we are

The words wrote, not said

Me, on the floor,

The blood running from my head

 

I apologise for everything

Everything I seemed to do.

For what made you hate me,

Eventhough I'll forever love you. 

 

So this is it,

No need to sit and cry.

This time it's me

Who's saying 'Goodbye..'

  • Author: P. Rider (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 2nd, 2017 08:11
  • Comment from author about the poem: This is what you make it
  • Category: Letter
  • Views: 32
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  • Rajkumar

    a sad one,,nicely expressed your thoughts through poem....

  • Louis Gibbs

    If you are still with us ... this too shall pass. Welcome to MPS, M>R>.



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