Good Gone Bad

by Katie   Apr 2, 2007


Slice this razor down my wrist
It makes the crying stop
Tell me how to cope with this
It's just too much to deal

It hurts worse than anything I've ever felt before
I'm weak and lonely
Don't care about much now
You wont miss me
You told me yourself

I hate the lying
If I could take back the pain
I would
I hate this regret
I hate the blame you force on me

How could I have done this?
You just don't understand
If I could leave this place
I'd go far away from you
Never to see you again

You're supposed to be a mother
You're supposed to care for me
Yet you tell me to care for myself
If I could care for myself, I wouldn't come to you

You told me I could go to you about anything
And not have to worry
You tell me you're here for me
Then you blow it up
Right in front of my eyes

How can I trust you?
How can I care?
You scream
I cry
It's too much to bear

This is the end
You've gone too far
I'm leaving now
You don't have to worry about me

The tables have turned
I wont miss you
You'll regret
And I'll live a life
Without you

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