How He Lied...

by Cate Rock   Mar 6, 2011


Waiting for a message that will never come...
Thinking I'm at the end of my journey...
Yet I believe it has only just begun.

Screaming...screaming at the tops of my lungs.

Damn this is real...
not movie reality FAKE...
Cant think,
cant talk,
cant relate.

Screaming...crying...pain.
Nothing to gain, nothing to gain.

I miss him...
NO...
I miss a lie...

I love him...
or do I love his lies?

God I'm so messed up...
I wanted to die...

now I lay here...and try not to cry.

God he lied...
How he lied...

I hope he was truthful to you...
As he wasn't for me...

I might be young...
But at least now I'm free...

I stayed true...I stood strong...
As you laid in you're wife's bed...all along...

I wanted to die...
Wanted to scream...
Wanted more...
than you seemed.

I needed love....thats all I asked for...
now I'm here alone...
as you crawl looked around for more...

I wanted to live...
With you...one day...
How could you lie?
Just brush me off and away.

Am I that losable?
Just lost me and I'm gone?

No I sit here with our songs...and sing along...

I'm not gone..you're just with you're new toy...
as old as a man and as mature as a boy.

Didn't you love me?
Don't you love your wife?
All this at the expense of the rest of my life!!

I feel so dirty...
So sick...
So alone...

Cant look at my laptop...
Cant pick up the phone...

I was true...
I loved you...

now you're gone...
and I'll just be alone...

this is how he lied...

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  • 13 years ago

    by Sarah

    I feel your pain. I don't understand the way the man's mind works and how the reason that they are doing nothing wrong. Pretty much the only difference between this poem and my life, is that I was the wife.

  • 13 years ago

    by Soft Parade

    Great and powerful tone throughout, the truth is clear and your undrstanding of where you were in relation to the situation after the facts gives the reader a sense of maturity in the writer, wisdom beyond your years.