Sometimes the life makes the best material for writing...not always a good thing but hell that's life I guess. Enjoy...
Pain like I’ve never felt,
Tears pour down like rain,
Pain not only emotional but physical,
My chest hurting with it.
Unable to stop the tears,
Pulling up wall I thought gone for good.
Feeling things I thought I’d never feel again.
Steel surrounding my heart,
Keeping everyone out,
Can’t let them see me fall,
No one can see me on my knees.
Screaming and wailing to the sky,
Unable to control the pain.
Losing all control for the first time.
The pain of being used,
The pain of being an object of “lust”
Knowing the truth of life,
If you truly love someone,
You don’t “lust” after anyone else.
Knowing that even that explanation …is a lie.
You took my love,
Twisted it and used it,
Taking advantage of my feelings,
Using me because you knew,
Knew I would give you the world,
Anything to make you happy.
Even if it was unintentional…
The pain still remains.
As I watch you, dream of you, think of you,
Unable to unlove you.