Loves Suicide
I hate this confusion inside my head,
That bleeds into my heart.
I didn’t want to lose your friendship,
But leaving is all I can seem to do.
You tell me your feelings,
As I am going out the back door.
Scream and yell tell me you hate me,
I’ll be the bitter one and fake that I don’t care.
When I can’t seem to escape you,
I wonder how I let your friendship go.
How I stare in a mirror knowing I was the one,
That completely tore your heart apart.
The truth would be I can’t move,
I barely can even breathe.
I watch what seems like a world away,
As the tears fall down your cheeks.
Can’t bring myself to comfort you,
I don’t want you to see my soul.
Instead of helping you I cock that gun,
My words like the trigger you put it to your mouth.
Speak those words of hatred to you,
And you blow your heart away again.
I am the heart you want,
The only one you feel.
I am love’s wreckless suicide,
The one always walking out the door.
But this time the only thing I can do is watch,
Your descent into love’s tailor made hell.
Because I can’t bring myself to say,
The words you want to hear.
But I can’t seem to walk away,
And let all of this and you go.
J.H 2008
That bleeds into my heart.
I didn’t want to lose your friendship,
But leaving is all I can seem to do.
You tell me your feelings,
As I am going out the back door.
Scream and yell tell me you hate me,
I’ll be the bitter one and fake that I don’t care.
When I can’t seem to escape you,
I wonder how I let your friendship go.
How I stare in a mirror knowing I was the one,
That completely tore your heart apart.
The truth would be I can’t move,
I barely can even breathe.
I watch what seems like a world away,
As the tears fall down your cheeks.
Can’t bring myself to comfort you,
I don’t want you to see my soul.
Instead of helping you I cock that gun,
My words like the trigger you put it to your mouth.
Speak those words of hatred to you,
And you blow your heart away again.
I am the heart you want,
The only one you feel.
I am love’s wreckless suicide,
The one always walking out the door.
But this time the only thing I can do is watch,
Your descent into love’s tailor made hell.
Because I can’t bring myself to say,
The words you want to hear.
But I can’t seem to walk away,
And let all of this and you go.
J.H 2008
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