It's all good, but let me explain, it's been that way since the beginning.
You assumed and I screamed at you out of hurt.
A broken soul in reality, A smiling soul to show normality, A cowardly, fragile, destroyed, soul not understanding of the concept of mortality. Phased by your "softness" into cold demeanor. A battle I didn't want to get into. You are...
"My Tragic Hero."
And you broke your promise, you laid your hand upon the lamb and made it shed when it was wild. I wouldn't have ever thought that you would. But you did and I can't go back. Major trust issues flow from you.
You claim you hate me but I'm still within you;
Why is that?
I try to look at the bigger picture like how you made me smile, but now you got me bitter. Your wild way of thinking kicks into overdrive and yet I stayed, when I should have left.
Earlier.
That moment I lied awake thinking of you waiting for you to respond and you never did.
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Author:
lay lay (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Okay first off, its not all good. I poured my anger about my ex. You know the one I mentioned in a previous poem, you know my first love, you know the only ex I have into this poem. This poem is full of resentment. Sadly, I wished he would always be there for me and I asked him if he would ever hurt me. He promised me he wouldn't but he cheated on me. Also my ex had many personal issues which cause him to build up his anger and he tends to punch things. Once, he was so mad he looked like he would hurt, hit, or break anything in his path and it scared me and he apologized saying he didn't mean to scare me and he PROMISED (there's the infamous lie) he wouldn't hit me, but a while after we broke up he hit me and i never crossed paths with him since the only reasons we would cross paths is because we had mutual friends but now most of his friends left him after he hit me because they thought he had no respect and no true feelings to begin with. Which I agree with because apparently he was cheating on me almost the entire time we were dating. It explains all the times i texted and waited for a response i never got.
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I may not take it for me, but for the little girl in me.
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