It's always the sameA Poem by Samantha TaylorAround the time I wrote this, a guy had royally screwed with my heart, and well I wrote this in his point of view.
Scream at me that I'm a horrible person
Punch me and push me, tell me I'm the last one You'll ever trust with your fragile heart And deteriorating bones. You said you should of known from the start When I couldn't even answer my phone That'd I'd only hurt you But no matter what I f*****g do You always hurt I know, I know, I'm nothing more than dirt And you've already burned my shirt I don't care I don't care I refuse to feel anything And I'm sorry this isn't fair But I've drank too much booze Because I felt myself starting to loose Yeah maybe I'm a sore looser But god damn it I lost my self when I lost her I've smoked too much greens Because her love was all I'd need But I'm lost in these tall a*s trees Wondering if she'll ever find me. Scream at me that I'm such a selfish prick Hit me and push me, tell me I'm being a dick Because I can't feel much of anything anymore I've lost the ability to feel I'm sure. Pass me the bud, and a shot Tell me about how in hell I'll rot I'll slowly loose my mind and my vision will blur Every word I say will be a slur And you'll take a deep sigh holding back tears Leading me to bed, facing your fears After all these damn years You're still here, wondering when the end will be near Cause I've got you feeling helpless and lost And you're wondering of this cost To be so sad for so long, I wanted to say sorry, make it okay. But how much can my words do when I was so wrong To ever hurt you, or put you through a stereotypical break up song So I'll pass out drunk again So in the morning you can Scream at me about how I've made you hate men Punch me, push me, tell me I'm such a shame Because s**t'll never change, no it's always the same. © 2017 Samantha Taylor |
StatsAuthorSamantha TaylorNCAboutI'm 21, Married and am a step mother to 3 kids and have one of my own. I've been writing for as long as I remember and love feedback, good or bad. more..Writing
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