The host

by ledane   Sep 26, 2008


I sit and wonder why
i often sit and cry
over you

you have caused me nothing
but pain and stress
you made my life hell
with fake love at its best

i find myself to blame
and feeling so ashamed
over you

you helped me to loose
all that was good in my life
by empty promises you made
and all those little lies

i really need to be
more like the true me
not for you

i hate what i've done
to the one i love the most
but i was blinded by
false loves greatest host

i will start to smile
even just a little while
but not for you

you hurt me so bad
i don't live in reality
but i hope to one day again
be back to normality

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  • 16 years ago

    by tigerdan

    I like the creativity at the end of each line;)

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