I know, I don’t have to do it,
but I feel like it had a bit.
Crossing the lines of humor,
feeling like a patient with unknown fever.
Fuck it up.
I don’t care if it is something.
I had my own feelings,
and I don’t want any intruder.
I kept silent when you said it.
I loved you more than to my heart.
I loved the felicitous life,
but you chirped me and chocked my pain,
causing the deepest pain in my heart.
I gave you everything you wanted,
thou I don’t like what you wanted.
I did it for you.
I was strangled by you,
Loosing the flicker of life,
and living like a corpse with the fucking life.
I hate you,
hate you for this.
its hard n terrible wen someone u love deserts or betrays you….
i found writing poetry helps…hope it does for u 2
thank you. But it is not for me. I just wrote it, thats it…. I am committed and very happy with my life. My girlfriend is the sweetest and I have evrything I wanted.
Thank you for your comments…. 🙂 🙂
have a nice day…
great poem!
writing is a way to express,
lovely style!
http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/10/poetry-potluck-beaches-and-mountains.html
Our poetry potluck is NOW open, welcome linking in..
thanks for the support.
hope you well.
help visit Talon to wish her a happy birthday today,
Thanks!
hope to see you at our potluck tomorrow.
linking in a specific poem which was not commented on maybe more helpful to you.
welcome linking in a poem to our potluck today, Thanks in advance!
http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/11/poetry-potluck-buildings-landmarks-and.html
an award will be given upon participation this week.