More Lies

More Lies

A Poem by C.

I'm tired of pretending,

yeah, that's right-

no more lies,

my heart just isn't mending.

I still think of you,

the things we use to do,

all the times we argued.

And I know it's quite sad,

that, that, is what I've come to.

One of those girls,

who brings you up,

out of no where,

damn I'm sick of being stuck,

in this twisted rut,

it's like I'm not goin' anywhere.

I've tried movin' on,

but then I hear a stupid song,

and I sing along,

and it reminds me of you,

and how I wish this wasn't true.

As a matter of fact,

I wish I could go back,

and not unwrap,

all the emotions,

I exposed to you,

because you,

just took it as a joke,

and you left me to sit here,

and on my tears,

I choked-

because I missed how things use to be,

and I still do,

wish I could just go crawlin' back to you,

but I can't,

'cause the reality is quite sick you see,

you've moved on,

and you've completely forgotten me.

© 2011 C.


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