I've been
stabbed in the back and cut through to the
core. I've seen loved one's die and friends walk out the door.
I know the pain of being lonely and have dealt with the lack of friends.
Everything runs together and the pain of it all blends. Every 'no' and
'maybe later' puts more doubt into my mind. Makes me think that
you hate me even if I have been kind. I always think about the
past and the times I miss. A bullet through the heart would
hurt much less than this. If you don't want to see
than you could just say so. Don't lead me on
and on like you don't want me to go.
I'm giving up, I've had enough,
can't take the pain anymore.
I'm going now, taking
a bow, I'm leaving
you to soar
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryI wrote these poems for my Creative Writing class. I might add more later