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Regret
It's not the same.
Was this all a game?
If I knew it would all fall apart
I would have not let it start.
Right now in my life
Feels like I've been stabbed by a knife.
My circle was complete
Just to be ripped apart and beat
I am here to be your anchor
Sometimes all you are is a yanker
Pulling, and pushing through
I'm hurting, if you only knew.
This is all my fault
All you have to do is add the salt.
My wounds will burn and scorch
For it was us who lit this torch.
Forever, I will blame
Myself, and feel all the shame.
My heart is too soft for this.
But my mind is too strong for this.
Don't you see, what this has done to me?
Yelling, and name calling,
Leaves me bawling.
So here I am playing this game,
Just to find out, I am the one to blame?
Was this all a game?
If I knew it would all fall apart
I would have not let it start.
Right now in my life
Feels like I've been stabbed by a knife.
My circle was complete
Just to be ripped apart and beat
I am here to be your anchor
Sometimes all you are is a yanker
Pulling, and pushing through
I'm hurting, if you only knew.
This is all my fault
All you have to do is add the salt.
My wounds will burn and scorch
For it was us who lit this torch.
Forever, I will blame
Myself, and feel all the shame.
My heart is too soft for this.
But my mind is too strong for this.
Don't you see, what this has done to me?
Yelling, and name calling,
Leaves me bawling.
So here I am playing this game,
Just to find out, I am the one to blame?
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