The dance

by Jessica   Nov 30, 2004


Oh the passion
the heart break....
the smashin'.
It's all gone,
gone with the dust.
He made my heart rust.
It has gone into the skies,
with all the lies,
but hes still here
in my heart.
My heart is completely shut,
and it always will be..
no matter who,
no matter what.
I dont care anymore,
All i do is cry.
No one cares,
that all i did was try.
But.. no...
I had my chance,
but that girl..
took it with just one dance
the dance that he promised me.
The very last one.
I looked for him,
but he was already dancing,
and having fun.
I asked him why,
why he made me cry.
He said he was sorry
i said no .. dont worry.
So I went home,
all alone.
No ones hand to hold,
my heart was cold.
I went into the kitchen,
but not there to eat,
but there to finally stop wishin'.
Stop wishin he'd see
I had my chance,
I had it... i really did
Why didnt i ask,
just to have that one last...
slow dance?
i walked over to the drawers
and i spoke..
i swore
i didnt know what to do,
so i opened it and then i knew.
I knew it was time.
Time for me to die.
I took that knife,
and layed it on my wrist.
Hoping mom or dad wouldnt walk in pissed.
I pressed it down,
harder.. then harder..
then i felt the blood ..
and my eyes began to water.
I dont know why,
i wasnt smarter,
or why i didnt think harder,
i dont know why,
i didnt leave it at that.
And faced the fact,
that he didnt want me back.
i layed there on the ground,
bleeding to death..
hearing my heart barely pound
knowing it was close....
my last breath.
That night i died
i looked down from heaven..
and saw that guy
I just sat there and cried.
he was the one,
the one i loved.
i knew right there..
sitting in the clouds.. of heaven above.
He held my body close to his,
and screamed.. Why right now? Why like this?
After that he cried for 2 weeks straight,
then couldnt take it and moved out of the state.
That girl,
the one he danced with
instead of me.
She was left.. with everything but glee,
she felt so bad,
and especially sad,
to know that she caused a death,
and that she took my last breath.
Why couldnt i have just that one guy?
Why was she there? Just why?
If it wasnt for her and that one dance,
i might have still had that one and only chance.
But now im dead,
and so is that girl..
She also died
She commited suicide.
I almost had that chance,
but that one lucky girl.. took it all..
with that last
painful
slow dance.

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  • 20 years ago

    by Jessica

    thank ya :)

  • 20 years ago

    by Broken

    wow...that was awesome!