Jun 28, 2005 19:55
the clouds grow dark
outside, the beast lurk
the moon shines its light
my heart drops, I clinch my fist so tight
it's been three years and still, the memory lives
I know it sounds crazy, but its hard to forive
the promise to be there always
he was there with me at night, but with her during the days
I was so blind, how could I not see?
He loved her more than he loved me
and yet my heart, I gave to him a long time ago,
I was the only one who didn't know
we'd been together a year, and I was to be married to him
how was I to know his plans so grim??
the rain cascades from the sky
I let myself die
my body lies in a sasket made of pine
my soul is perfectly fine
I'm glad I died
but then I left my family to cry
He made me feel used and cheap like dirt
but in the end he's the one I left to hurt.
poem copywrited 06/2005