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Stupid Girl
I hope you're happy.
I hope you're doing okay.
I hope things get better.
I hope you see that I tried so hard to be there, and all you did was push me away.
I hope you realize you're the reason tears burn and scar my face.
I hope you know every word you said was like taking a gun and shooting me over and over again, with no intention of killing me. Just leaving me mutalated and bloody on the floor.
I hope I haunt your dreams tonight, my tear stained face begging for you to stay and spend time with me while my hands clung to your middle.
Did you know I was craving your touch?
Did you know I was so desperate for your time and attention?
You did know didn't you, but you acted selfishly.
I screamed and begged for you not to leave but you wanted "to go home and be alone." I tried to help even though I still have no idea how to.
It's like injecting a human with animal blood and hoping the transfusion works. Deadly.
You're breaking my heart, each time a tiny piece rips away and falls delicately into my hands, so small, so fragile. Easily destroyed.
My heart isn't a toy, you can't just throw me aside when you're bored and leave. Every time it swells and feels like I need to pop it to release the blood. Let it ooze and drain until there's nothing left of me.
You're killing me.
You're hurting me.
I'm so confused I just don't understand.
I've run out of options.
You think I'll hang around like a leech.
You threatened to call the cops on me because I ran after you to see if you were okay.
I begged like a starving man.
I cried like a flash flood washed away everything I had.
I screamed like a banshee in the night.
Then I just walked away.
"I love you."
"You don't know what love is." And then I was gone. You've taken me for granted. After all this time most sane people would've left, but my heart outweighed my head and I stood and fought for you.
Congratulations, you broke the one person who would've tried to stop time for you.
Be happy. Everything I ever wanted is now just a distant memory.
I never wanted to stop trying.
But you did.
I hope you're doing okay.
I hope things get better.
I hope you see that I tried so hard to be there, and all you did was push me away.
I hope you realize you're the reason tears burn and scar my face.
I hope you know every word you said was like taking a gun and shooting me over and over again, with no intention of killing me. Just leaving me mutalated and bloody on the floor.
I hope I haunt your dreams tonight, my tear stained face begging for you to stay and spend time with me while my hands clung to your middle.
Did you know I was craving your touch?
Did you know I was so desperate for your time and attention?
You did know didn't you, but you acted selfishly.
I screamed and begged for you not to leave but you wanted "to go home and be alone." I tried to help even though I still have no idea how to.
It's like injecting a human with animal blood and hoping the transfusion works. Deadly.
You're breaking my heart, each time a tiny piece rips away and falls delicately into my hands, so small, so fragile. Easily destroyed.
My heart isn't a toy, you can't just throw me aside when you're bored and leave. Every time it swells and feels like I need to pop it to release the blood. Let it ooze and drain until there's nothing left of me.
You're killing me.
You're hurting me.
I'm so confused I just don't understand.
I've run out of options.
You think I'll hang around like a leech.
You threatened to call the cops on me because I ran after you to see if you were okay.
I begged like a starving man.
I cried like a flash flood washed away everything I had.
I screamed like a banshee in the night.
Then I just walked away.
"I love you."
"You don't know what love is." And then I was gone. You've taken me for granted. After all this time most sane people would've left, but my heart outweighed my head and I stood and fought for you.
Congratulations, you broke the one person who would've tried to stop time for you.
Be happy. Everything I ever wanted is now just a distant memory.
I never wanted to stop trying.
But you did.
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