Bruised Hearts

Sat, 10/03/2015 - 18:51 -- etalate

You whispered in my ear

Songs of myself

And I was raptured

By your words

You held me to your chest

And I felt like I was home

You wrapped your

Arms around me

Squeezing the life out of me

and I thought that was love

 

You spoke to an empty room

Of complaints

And I was silent

My lips were sealed

By the glue of your hands

And I can't think

Of a reason

As to why

you had to rip my voice

From my throat

 

You screamed in the

Middle of the night

Of me

I'm the reason you do this

I'm the reason you're

Always so angry

It was for my own good

You have my best intentions

In your heart

But how can you help me grow

When you keep holding me down

And crushing me

 

The price of loyalty

Is a steep price to pay

When the only thing

You have to offer

Is your life

This poem is about: 
Me

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