mis-loved
Doubt has keep me frozen in placeDenying me freedom to escape
Fear that you'll figure it out
and hurt me more
Never really able to fully let go
hatred fills this little heart of mine
not for you but me for being so blind
your love was never sensitive and sweet
because to you that was the definition of weak
for this i was the one to suffer
alone and cold..
your "love" grew tougher
A punching bag, a fist to the face
but still i was unable to get away
this "love" that burned in my heart
was an illusion it is a fake
love me love me
you raise your hand!
Am i a fool?
for still loving you
walking out the door
will i regret
that i left
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