The Whole Truth & Nothing but the Truth

by Curing the Comon Cliche   Mar 14, 2008


I know, I know
I'm not your kind
But all the time
Your on my mind

The whole truth and nothing but the truth
Or so help me god
But the truth covers so much
The feelings too broad

The feelings so broad
Could have they're own life
My heart like cold butter
This truth is a hot knife

No, my heart isn't butter
Butter is like wax
Wax can't be broken
My hearts more like glass

It breaks in a million pieces
Scattered across the floor
If you try to clean it up
Cuts, you drop the pieces
My heart breaks some more

The truth is that I'm sorry
That I made you bleed
I am truly sorry
Cause a band aid is what you need

Thee truth is so painful
That my hearts yours to break
Letting myself know that
Just one more little mistake

The truth is angry
That it pisses me off
How I am unlovable
And this armor is too soft

The truth is, in the end
Just another poem in pain
Unlovable nature of these things
It will just happen again

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  • 16 years ago

    by Amber

    Really good like I could vizualize quite abit of it.

  • 16 years ago

    by MeltInHisArms

    Ur gonna go thro a lot of heartbreaks in ur life 2 the piont where u just want 2 give up. but there's 1 little speck of strength that keeps draging u on...and that little speck is fate, that little speck is hope, that little speck is u, it's wat keeps u living and it's wat will get u thro this and keep getting u thro the pain. ur stronger then u think and ur gonna find the right person eventually. nearly no1 finds the person there going 2 spend the rest of their life with at this age, most don't find the right person until their in collage! so just enjoy the little time u have of being a care-free kid, life really is 2 short.

    well anyway it was still a well written poem, 5/5
    xoxo
    ~me~

  • 16 years ago

    by StandStill

    You are so blind. yuo will never see all the love around you. you are going talk your little circles forever. and live your half life.

    jesse, don't do that. don't. please.

    No, my heart isn't butter
    Butter is like wax
    Wax can't be broken
    My hearts more like glass

    ^ great stanza. circular, but great.

    this poem is heartbreakng jesse.maybe cuz it's written by the heartbroken?