Hiding the hurt

by My tormented little heart   Mar 21, 2007


You made me tender, you made me brittle
I let you play me like a fiddle
The song was done, it was finally over
I was so love-drunk, but now I'm sober

The crowd was ecstatic with applause
As you pointed out and picked on my flaws
My heart had wrenched, my hands became clammy
I took a beating, every time you slammed me

Oh how I hurt, when that curtain was called
You made me slip, and let me fall
My heart was broke by it's own mender
Whom was supposed to be my protector and defender

How am I supposed to trust again
When all my life I've been hurt by men
And the one I thought would protect me the most
Fed off the hurt, and made me his host

So I shrink away from the crowd
Hoping my silence will be so loud
Just to stop the audiences laughter
I hide away like nothing matters

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  • 17 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    This is a good poem. well done, its a good talent you are showing so keep it up. hope you are ok. take kare xxxxx

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