I meant to ask you, About all of your lies, Whether you profess love,Or begin to despise.
The truth is my heart, It can't take this pain, I'm longing for you, And it's wracking my brain.
Tell me the truth, make it hurt worse then ever, A large hurt I can take, But not this endeavor.
Point A to Point B, Just a simple no or yes, Because I can't take it, It's hurting my chest.
There's another man, "What's his name"? He's your best friend, I'm going insane.
I'm punching cement, to shift all despair, people are staring, but I just don't care.
I cracked the cement, or was it my hand? I still see his face, so I punch it to sand.
She's very quiet now, gets up and drives away, no words of comfort, no reason to stay.
She violated my heart, threw it to the sink, wiped off her hands, before I can blink.
I still see her, every once in a while, she acts like we're friends, and I throw a fake smile.
But i'm dead.
True story...sadly, my true story. My last, and only (So far) love of my life.
Unknown "Turtle" Abused
- 16 years, 29 days ago
