I wrote this poem at 3 o'clock (For some reason i get most of my ideas for writing at that time?) in the morning a while ago. xD It's about a guy that has broken my heart many times and still is.
I should’ve listened to the advice, To stay away. It’s all my fault. I didn’t walk away, Could've been saved. I fell into your trap, And now it’s hard to find a way out. You have found a way into my heart. You have a terrible habit of giving love, And then taking it away. Oceans of tears flood under my eye lids every night. No matter how hard I might try, You will always be there, Killing me inside. The cause of the pain. The cause of the tears. The cause of the scars. You're the one to blame.
Oceans and seas of tears flood under my eye lids -every night.
No matter how hard I might try,
You will always be there,
Killing me inside.
The cause of the pain.
The cause of the tears.
The cause of the scars.
(You're )the one to blame.
I can feel the pain and regret in your words... I'm so sorry that you you had to deal with this much pain... When loves becomes an object of no meaning, then it turns into a bitter memory... I loved the way you Sincerely innocently poured your heart here with simple yet very touching words... I hope you will get over this pain very soon... God bless you...
I love the rhythmic flow of the write blaming someone with much angst. I hate who to see you feel bad but now I hope everything's been settled down cause it's 2014 now and this poem, i've seen, also written in 2011. He has used you, chewed you, enjoyed your nights in your nights but he never cared you, he never cared your feelings, pain and emotions. He just used you for having lust many times feelings the feels of love, the warmth of your body. That's all I do find through your this poem and I hate that guy now cause I hate people who hurts angels and bring tears in their beautiful blue eyes.
I guess you have become a hostage in the name of love.
You may a take a stern decision to break open the trap.
If you have fallen in the hands of a cheat,you will never get genuine love.
I felt your frustration and sense of betrayal as I read this piece. "You have a terrible habit of giving love,
And then taking it away."
Very true. Often at times we get the short end of the stick, and love is in favor of those who toy with hearts and mind of others. Hearts are delicate things to be thrown around. And when they fall, it's almost impossible to back. Your work is far from amateur, let me tell you. Well-written.
Oceans and seas of tears flood under my eye lids -every night.
No matter how hard I might try,
You will always be there,
Killing me inside.
The cause of the pain.
The cause of the tears.
The cause of the scars.
(You're )the one to blame.
Hey! My name is Ariana. I am 16 years old; A Sophomore in high school.
Reading is probably my biggest hobby. I LOVE to read.
I like writing stories & poetry, but I'm a bit of an amateur.
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