Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Better Left Unsaid

Rip me apart with no words 

Your lips lay silent 
But your actions speak as if you’re screaming in my ear 
I get it
I tie my shoes cause it’s time to walk away
You don’t love me
Your worried mind has finally pushed you
Your untamed heart has finally fell
All we wanted was a 15 minute break 
And you couldn’t wait 30 seconds
Listen to me..
My shaking hands can’t type and my lost mind is empty of lyrics
I’m empty
There is no reason for hope
The future is a myth
The past is my pain
Pain is my reality 
And the reality is.. 

Well maybe it’s better left unsaid
You got what you want
So who cares about my hearts desire
Who cares about my love
Three years means nothing to you
You can’t even say…
Well I hate that word..
Maybe it’s better left unsaid 
Posted by Tag in 18:03:29
Comments

5 Responses

  1. Anonymous says:

    This is such a great piece of work. Yet so sad at the same time! It is hard to hope when you have none left!

  2. Anonymous says:

    It really ahmazise me how you can sit ther eand put ur life into words. I havent wrote a poem a song or a story even since my Worst and most painful day had my mind in a blaze. I cant think like that enymore i want to so bad everything seemed like it would turn out better after i put my hurts and srrows into words.

  3. I m very pleased with your blog,i howp you will update it soon

  4. You are very very professional.I dream i could do such a great job as you do.

  5. garrett says:

    Though I have the same opinions with you, however, I am always not good at expressing my ideas. You are truly great!

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