Broken...

by SplitSided   Nov 4, 2004


I hold my empty hand.
And alone i stand.
Without a shadow.
But now i come and go.
When i want how i want.
It's you that i forgot.
I'm still here but not in the same way.
And that won't change.
Cause you lost me.
And that is clear to see.
Your no longer alive.
You died.
This hatred and anger is eating right through me.
Making it so it's hard to breathe.
But it lets my anger seethe.
My anger grows beyond belief.
And that puts my mind in instant relief.
My smile shows anger and hatred.
To a friendship that was wasted.
To me your nothing.
And the pain and hurt is what i'll bring.
Your life is in jeopardy.
Because of what you did to me.
Laughing at your mistakes.
Wishing and hoping you could change.
I stand here looking at your picture on the floor.
And realize i don't want anymore.
The picture on the floor is when we were joken.
But now it's on the floor broken...

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