WrongA Poem by Krista PunkThe things that can't ever be said.
The consequence of our contradictory
Its sickening how much I love you how much I'm willing to give up for you how much I have fallen at your feet
I hate what you have made me become
How easily I let you in The pain worse than my once abused body worse than the needles breaking my skin
You took everything that I have
Every touch is treasured Every passing glance and every passing thought I know you think of me when I think of you
Wiping away tears that aren't there
I could never trust you You destroyed me in the worst way Shattering my illusion of control
I know I brought this horrible thing out of both of us
It terrifies me to know that I want to hurt you No vengence just the satisfaction How can I show such an ugly face?
The reason I want to change
You are precious, my reprieve from our chaos The very same hand that broke it... is the only hand that can mend it
I cherish what you have given to me
The only one I can laugh with, cry with The only one I can't live without I turned away from everything
Even though you are no longer mine
We are a tragic play of theater I was the main attraction Now I'm just a prop
But I know...we will always stay the same
We have been through it all Thrived in our hopelessness Stood together as we fell apart
As I'm waiting for tonight than waiting for tomorrow
The emptiness of missing a family I never had Dreaming of a Hero that didn't get the chance to fly I see him in your eyes
You told me to never doubt you
Because we are a dangerous mixture A recipe of destruction and tenderness its our specialty
And its deliciously Wrong.
© 2012 Krista Punk |
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Added on June 7, 2012 Last Updated on June 7, 2012 Author
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