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Worth It?
Hoping for nothing still i'm broken
every thing inside falling like rain bursting on impact
all I attempted to do was dream of love
remembering the shredding pain of being looked over again
my heart accused of of something that no longer exists
exactly as so many urged and warned me against
such scars gained so many tears
constantly causing self inflicted wounds to the heart
rendering me unable to leave your memory for a single moment
enabeling my heart to stop aching bleeding fading
all but dying i'm barely living, getting only enough to survive
misery is all I know for the wish to love you...yet i'd have it no other way
intent with the suffering you bring
never can I have enough, even if it is hurt you're giving
guilty am I for longing to love such a beastly monster I'll gladly live in pain forever!
every thing inside falling like rain bursting on impact
all I attempted to do was dream of love
remembering the shredding pain of being looked over again
my heart accused of of something that no longer exists
exactly as so many urged and warned me against
such scars gained so many tears
constantly causing self inflicted wounds to the heart
rendering me unable to leave your memory for a single moment
enabeling my heart to stop aching bleeding fading
all but dying i'm barely living, getting only enough to survive
misery is all I know for the wish to love you...yet i'd have it no other way
intent with the suffering you bring
never can I have enough, even if it is hurt you're giving
guilty am I for longing to love such a beastly monster I'll gladly live in pain forever!
Published 20th Dec 2010
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20th Dec 2010 3:15am
20th Dec 2010 5:10am
The feelings in your writing Ashley are so impressive ... it is like a nightmare full of images inside a maze of mirrors ... Just like mirroring one's lost face that no longer exist due all the burden carried by ...
Anonymous
5th Mar 2012 11:26pm
Ah love, loss, regret...such is life. Pure to the core, and a very relatable piece. Bravo!
