Wrong

by Megan   Jun 16, 2004


Carrying his head high he would walk
With pain and guilt all on his mind
Thinking nothing could go wrong
And nothing would ever be in a bind

He never really thought about his doings
Or how he could affect someone other then himself
He wasn’t thinking at all
Or how he could hurt anyone or myself

His swings were ruthless
And were out of line
The hits were painful
And will never leave my mind

My thoughts ran wild
I didn’t know what to do
Everything was going wrong
And it was all because of you

The bruises would show up
And never leave me be
The aches were everywhere
And everything he put me through I hope to never see

It came to me after many months on end
That everything that had come to be
Was all wrong
And was not because of me

I still think till this day
Maybe he was right
Could I have been the one all wrong
My thoughts kept me up all night

Even with everything I went through
I try not to be uptight
And show all my past fears
I hate fights
I hate tears
Especially the ones that stream down my face
With every pace
I make each day
On my way

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