Haven't done a sad poem in awhile...

He is worth the tears because he has not changed how he feels about all he can do is think and think of the hell he is today for making your heat hurt in that messed up way all he can do is hope that see could understand i do as i can never able to come to a part with our plans and to explain the storms and days of rain nothing is useful but with the thoughts to blame the thoughts to shame
miss understood by the lack he seems but with in his heart he can hear her screams. not knowing what she is doing on the other side, the more i thought of it my heart died. never introduced to your father told me i was not worth the bother , so slowly i decade and the more your freak out on me the moment my heart started to fade the way you hurt me up and down told me to get away, is it my fault because i was pushed back sad in the end i was the one to get yelled at on valentines day telling me i was nothing of you and for me to go away never call never think of at all but all he does is stall thinking will she ever know at all so all he can do is take the path he is on
where life leads, still thinking of what her heart needs and what she ment to me , and remembering our everythings love wont shead
if its lost and if it ment alot then you wont forget at all. sometimes the pain is unreal i could not even explain the morning of the unreal
pain i can feel