This is a poem i wrote in january 2010. I know I'm not the best writter but please leave any comments that you may have. When I wrote this I was a very agressive towards someone very important in my life. This was my way of coping.
How could you do this?
Don't you see what you are doing?
Why is it always about you?
I see what it does to us
I'm tired of being in the middle like the devil's puppet
I'm tried of listerning to the children fighting
I'm tired......
I see it
You made him CRY on MY shoulder
Don't you care?
Tired of your games
Your puzzles
Your secrets
Your controlling ways
Your not the only one who is unhappy
Tired of my secret tears
so leave see if i care
I'll still be here will you?
I'm going to pick up the pieces
The F**KING pieces from the whole you broke
Conflicted is one self
So will I care when the war is over?
Nobody knows now not you, nor I, he or she
where will we all be?
I willlove you forever...
But I hate what you have done to I, he, she, you, them
In time I may forgive you for the mess you made of the whole
BUT I'll never forget the day you made the strong hold cry on my shoulder
No more words are left to say
No more dreams to lay
No more laugher
No more strength thats was the whole
you broke the walls so now I say:
Bittersweet is the whole forever more.
