Dressed in tears

I meet my end.

I'm finally free,

From the cage you put on me,

I see the light,

With you nowhere in sight,

 

But there you appear,

Dressed in my tears,

All my fear will reappear,

Just leave me alone,

 

But no you'd rather swallow me in fear,

I wanna go home,

Just wish to disappear,

This pain, fear, hart break inside of me,

 

Just let it out,

Tell your friends,

That the nice you see is,

You dark end,

 

He plays it cool,

While your with friends,

But behind that smile,

Lies my dead friend,

 

Who is this friend?

That meat her end,

That dear friend,

Was me in the end,

Reviews

[Jo Billygoat]

Though the memory of this experience remains and reminds and probably creates anxiety and fear for entertaining thoughts of pursing another, I hope the fear does not control you. Fear is a beast of a b***h and will consume you if you linger too long in its presence. Get an attitude and tell yourself to forget that loser and go find some else that is worthy of your attention.

I see this was posted in 2015 so I am assuming you moved on. Hopefully, congratulations is in order.

[Rochelle]

I've moved past it and although I still have the memory's I've pushed myself past is and I'm doing good now.

[♔ CrownedDevil &#..]

Hang in there, we only have this week and next week. Then you don't have to worry about anyone. You are strong, I know you can get through this. :)

[Rochelle]

I will always have the memory and the sick feeling inside but thanks

[Rochelle]

please comment, I'd love to know what you think. :)