The Truth Of It

by Becky   Jun 21, 2005


Tears roll down my face
my voice shakes
my hands tremble
when you speak of her
i struggle to sound happy
i manage to say i am happy for you
but inside i cry
i want for her to be gone
and for me to take her place
but then i tell myself not to be selfish
if you are happy i am happy
but it's a lie
i want to be happy
but i don't feel it
i need you back in my life
i tell myself thats the only way
i will yet again be truly happy
that is the truth of it

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