You said you would die for me
but instead you threw me in front of the bullet.
You wanted me to feel your pain you always held close to your heart
but that's not what I meant when I asked to carry your weight in the dark.
I wanted to love you and let it heal all your wounds
but instead you wanted me to
suffer and bleed, and that's exactly what you did to me
as you pushed me into harms way.
It's sad that you never understood my pain because of my smiley face
but behind that smile I hide A lot of pain.
Unlike you I chose to put every bad thing under my feet,
that I crushed it under each foot
until I no longer felt the pain just a slight numbing sensation from my crazy brain.
I left it there on the grass where I bled an ocean of deep red blood.
Yet You didn't see it because I chose to be happy because I was once the puppet on a string being played by depression and dark secrets.
That I knew how it was to be unhappy so I chose to never be unhappy again.
So even as your bullet rips open my skin I'm smiling because I can't let those demons pull me down again, not even you dark Angel disguised as light.
So I'll take this bullet, yes I'll take it tonight and I'll be alright.
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Trio Of Words
PoetryPoetry from the corner of my little world. Another freestyle poetry book. "You finally saw that I was a puzzle piece that wasn't complete, but aren't we all when our emotions fall?" "So these are all things that keep playing back to me in poetry. A...
