When It Rains It Pours

I was struggling. 

I always struggle with stress.

It’s tears me apart limb from limb.

I don’t talk as much I should.

I get angry easily.

My emotions become me and I can’t control them.

I had so much to give you but I fell apart.

You made me happy although I didn’t express it.

You are so special and I had more to give you.

I was falling apart.

Then you got mad as I was picking myself up.

You got fed up with my stress not me!

I wish you still loved me!

I wish my stress didn’t steal you from me!

Me The boy who fell in love with you!

The boy who is in love with you!

The boy who can’t give up like you.

You know this was a mistake...

You are fooling yourself with words that aren’t yours.

You are glancing at me seeing my sadness.

But you don’t see the tears I shed at night or in the car when songs come on.

Or in class or during lunch.

You don’t see it!

You don’t understand the pain I have.

The memories we shared torture me!

Your voice tortures me!

Your laugh tortures me!

Your smell tortures me!

You are torturing me and you act like you haven’t gone through anything.

I guess you’re just the better actor.

J.O

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About losing my first love.

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