Broken, And Never Cured..

by Katy Nicholson   Oct 2, 2007


You could care less about how I feel.
You won't come back, the wound won't heal.

The love once shared is no more.
My dreams were a thing I couldn't afford.

If only you would understand.
Free my soul, and hold my hand.

I thought you would forever be mine.
But I guess that I ran out of time.

Words once whispered in my ear.
Now a memory I don't want to hear.

I would close my eyes, and hold my breath.
And I lay still, until my death.

How could you think I would still be the same?
I was so young, I couldn't be tamed.

What was realized is said, and now I'm through.
To think this all happened, because of you.

You never did care about how I felt.
Every kiss, and tear, my life would melt.

If you could see me when I died.
You would see the sadness, when I cried.

The intense fire, stopped my heart beat.
The chance, the promise, you will not keep.

Now that you have watched me die.
You will feel the pain, every time you lie.

When you lie to another soul.
Bitterness will grow, until its whole.

Never again, shall you hurt me so.
For you're lies, the world deserves to know.

Boy, if you could see me in hell.
You'd be lucky to have this story to tell.

Maybe someday in hell, we'll meet.
Until then, I'll watch you in your sleep.

And I will make sure everything is alright.
I will give you bad dreams, every single night.

Yeah, this is me, I am finally free.
Heaven is something you'll never see.

I'm free from you, and what I once felt.
The poison is gone, and the memory did melt.

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