Who we were or how we met All the things I didn’t let Stop me - from falling in love with you. All those things I didn’t see Now appear so suddenly But too late - as I’m swallowed by regret.
How was I fooled every time? This game you played, it crossed the line, But you still think the victim here was you?
Nothing kills me quite as well as you When you take my breath away When you take my breath away…
Nothing kills me quite as bad as you Please just make it go away God just take it all away…
Who are you to justify Every choice that made me cry. It’s your life - and I don’t matter now. Who am I to cross your mind I’m just the trash you left behind And someday - you’ll sit back and wonder how.
Who was right and Who was wrong Who was weak and Who was strong Who gave up everything Who lost it all Who broke my heart Who let me fall??
Nothing kills me quite as well as you When you take my breath away When you take my breath away…
Nothing kills me quite as bad as you Please just make it go away God just take it all away…
Until there’s nothing left- Not a memory or a name- Not this slowly fading pain- I don’t even want to think of him again.
Who am I, to reflect on the past- What we had just couldn’t last- And just between you and me I’m better off because…
Nothing kills me quite as well as you When you take my breath away When you take my breath away…
After I finished and read your A/N it made more sense with the metering. I like how the poem invoked the age old emotions of heart break, rejection, and self empowerment. No matter how toxic relationships can be or how much it benefits from their severing, the pain and almost addictiveness towards the detriment, is what we're left with. Realizing this is never helpful of course, as in my opinion the heart and head are very rarely friends. I liked it and reread again to a tune, something Taylor Swift (which is funny since she's not my cup of tea), and it was great. Thanks for sharing! Poetry is very personal and more exposing of our inner selfs than fiction :-)
Wowie! That is a fantastic one. On the trajectory of this, I hope you are making music with this as well! Such bold and daring work, you are a paragon!
I'm really impressed by the simplicity and flow of your poem (or song, but who cares?). I like how you formatted the first stanza. The verses are so bitter and good that it pains me to read them... especially when you say
"Who am I to cross your mind
I’m just the trash you left behind"
Here's a smile as a payoff :)
I love the way this piece flows, but doesn't compensate (sp?) rhyme for meaning. I believe almost everyone could relate to this in some way.
Also, I agree with JustARandomGirl. This does feel sort of like the lyrics of a song.
The repetition of the phrases makes it suitable as a refrain whether in song or poem. You've drawn up feelings from your past that left you cold and you've used your words as a good outlet.
It's usually not till after we've experienced the course of separation that we look back and see things from a different point of view. Nevertheless, the pain can linger long after.
Watch the line:I don’t even want to think of him again. It should be think of you again. Remember you're talking TO him, not about him.
'Nothing kills me quite as well as you' is a powerful sentence. It wraps up the whole poem in a good way.. And it shows the power someone can have over another being.. Very nice
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