I remember last year
I slept in your arms.
You were so dear.
How things have changed.
We both changed
and we hated what we had become.
By we, I mean I
For it was always me.
I could never make time.
I could never text back .
I would never make plans.
It was always me.
Well that's what you saw.
I have never been so scared
As when you held me in your arms.
Those arms that drunkenly tighten
Every time I'd try to break free.
I'd never felt so weak
Until you stopped me from walking away,
Until you had groped me.
I never felt so betrayed until you said,
That you'd kill yourself if I broke up with you.
From the story of a past relationship
Which hurt me so much.
You never seemed to understand.
You only ever got mad
Because I refused to your bidding.
By just saying no, no reason.
You are a scary person.
Whom I bared my soul to
But only used it against me.
I said I love white roses.
You got them for me once we broke up .
I said I was bisexual.
You said "my heads as bent as my sexuality".
I said I was gender queer.
You said I "so fucked up that I can't decide on my gender".
I knew it was too good to be true.
You disliked my flatmates.
You said I could only have friends
If you were more important.
You only accepted me
To get into my pants and head.
You master manipulator.
Always the victim.
Never the aggressor.
Now you are alone,
Until you learn
You can't always get your way
Alone you should stay.
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Nothing.
PoetryJust a collection of poems of random themes. It isnt anything too dark or odd, I think. Quick poem for you called Leaves: New are the leaves of Spring's haze Green they turn in Summer's blaze Gold the colour of Autumn's crown But are gone by Winter...