I loved to just scribble and let my mind snap-free
For Very few things in my life made me happy..
And when all the stress came on to entrap me..
The pen on the paper was what let the strap free.
Caught in a thought, completely distraught-were,
the only things keeping my head above water..
But rough waves, they brought-blur, I let that drown my sight
For its been a while since I sat down to write.............................
Last Night.....I cried.
For everything we were, everything we never can be,
Every time you love me, every time you can't stand me.
For everything I need, everything you deny to me,
Every time I listened, every time you lied to me.
For everything we shout, everything we never say,
everything we feel, everything we don’t display.
For everything I treasure, everything you take for granted,
all the sweet nothings, never mentioned, never chanted.
For every time I don't want to, every time I do anyway,
every time I reach out, every time you push my hand away.
For every time I was faithful, every time you still suspected.
Every time I cried, left alone, left neglected.
For every time I had a comeback, every time you raised your hand,
Every time that I explained, and you couldn’t understand.
For every time I waited up, and every time you never came,
Every time I was the victim, but every time I was to blame.
For every time I was hopeful, every time you proved me wrong,
Every time I sang the words, of another sad song.
For every time I was scared, every time you left me crying.
Every time I smiled, but inside I was dying.
For every time you crossed the line, and every time I took you back.
All the instances of love that need the qualities we lack.
Every insult struck a nerve, every grin and bitter word,
Every thing that I’ve put up with, everything I don’t deserve.
I realize now, though it took a lot of trying..
I’m ready to move on..I’m ready to stop crying.
..This might have seemed simplistic to some, but its about as real as it gets for me right now..When I first wrote it, it didnt even rhyme..Just a big mess of self-recovery.......Maybe someone enjoyed it.
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