Why are things so different?
Why are we moving apart?
I wish I would have noticed
this from the start.
My love grows stronger everyday
but only gets weaker when you
push me away.
You use to hold me tight like
no one could hurt me.
Now it's like you don't even
notice me.
Your kisses use to be so sweet,
and gentle.
Now it seems like they are hard
like metal.
Why are you always disagreeing
with me?
It's like nothing matters.
It's like a thousand knives
in a battle.
I cut myself to see how much I
bleed.
I cut myself to release all the
grief.
When your ex comes in the picture,
and things are said.
I get hit like a thousand bullets in
my head.
I feel like I've been betrayed.
Even though you try to sooth me
with the word you say.
I love you more than I can ever
say.
But it gets harder, and harder when
she gets in the way.
I want to be with you everyday.
So please stop hurting me this way.
Written By: Krystle Cox (Sweet Angel)
Written: June 12, 2000
I do not cut myself anymore which is really good. I've learned to deal with my pain another way. Please rate, and comment on my poem it would mean the world to me. Thank You for reading my poem.
~Krystle
