Because of you.

This is a poem that describes what real pain feels like. But in the end, your always left with a broken heart.

My name is Emily
I’m a girl of melancholy
Hear me in my gloom
I’m headed for only doom

A simple pleasure
Ends in disaster
I am here
But you are over there

Love that’s the game
The game that was set to flame
My flames to ashes
I was just extras

Completely in denial
I walk down the aisle
Not that kind of aisle
The bus aisle

On my way to greet you
But right on cue
I see you with her
In the light her hair goes blonder

Why can’t that be me
In your arms I plea
Another night with me
Why can’t we be?

I sit in the seat in front of you
You don’t even notice what has happened because of you
All the cuts on my arm
They seem to be lucky charms

But I guess this time they didn’t work
Because all you do is smirk
Just another kind of hurt
All my blood is on my shirt

You hurt me bad
Its time to add
One more cut
The very last cut

I still Love you

This is my goodbye gloom.