'A F*****g Dissaster' is an understatment.

'A F*****g Dissaster' is an understatment.

A Poem by Chaotica
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I thought I would be fine,
but I can't do this anymore.
you've beaten me down to the floor,
and I'm not going to be okay.

Why didn't you stop me
that night I lay beside you
and whispered that I loved you;
why didn't you say no?


Why did you pretend
that your feelings were true,
that I meant something to you;
was it all an act?


So many tears have fallen,
a tear for every lie you've told me,
not a drop remains within my body;
I'll never cry again...

So i scream to the heaven's,
if there's a god, then he should hear me,
if there are angels, they will fear me,
and this is all your fault.
 

I'll claw my way to this so called 'hell'
i'll tear apart the earth,
and they will know the truth;
that true hell is what you put me through.


and yet...

I love you still.

© 2008 Chaotica


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You're work is truely inspiring. Very powerful and in touch with your emotions. I think most of us that have been scorned can relate.

and yet...

I love you still.

These are words I say every day and I hate myself for it. Keep on writing hun!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

powerful, filled with raw emotion. A piece many can relate to, good job. Write on.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Chaotica
Chaotica

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i don't care for grammar. i like to swear. i jump around. my thoughts don't like to stay on the same track. I'm brutally depressing, ridiculously repetitive, surprisingly pretty good with words... more..

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