Yes I know
This pain is all too familiar
unlike the face in the mirror
before me, with her glassy eyes
she has cried her heart out once again
for him
she knows
because he doesn’t see what she sees
he doesn’t care
he’s never home
how pathetic is she; so young, pretty faced
gorgeous smile and golden charm
with no one to keep her company
no one to wipe the tears away
he won’t call tonight
and she knows why
she knows
pretends with all of her strength not to
or not to care
he lies about loving her
he won’t prove it, his words have come
undone
he hurts her so badly
for she knows no other love
but a twisted and damaged one
he has crippled her faith
in the possibility of love without pain
oh, indeed, she knows
that he will never be
the man that he promises to be
for at this very moment as she
pours her heart out into her sleeve
he just might be pouring something of his own
into another
just the thought of it is enough
to make the gift of life seem
more like a curse
she knows....yes, she knows
he doesn’t love her she knows
the mirror breaks at the force of her blows
he doesn’t love me
yes, I know
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The tongue is like a sharp knife; it kills without drawing blood. Chinese Proverbs
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You no doubt have talent..Its good we ppl can just sit and come up with a piece of poetry...words on a paper...its even better when the words touch others..and when these mere words suddenly has life...and becomes reality ...Keeping writing..You got mad skills..I love reading poetry that I can relate to and feel...This one really touched my heart..I've definitely been there...
damn that was very nice!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i see you still got skillz you hot
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IM A CRAZED ni66a, WHO BLAZE BIGGER, THAN WORLD TRADE CENTERS, WHEN PLANES ENTERED, AND FRAMES BENT UP, AND FLAMES WENT UP, IM SO FUSTRATED I GOT NAMES PENT UP, READY TO GET THE GAME SENT UP.
Yes I know
This pain is all too familiar
unlike the face in the mirror
before me, with her glassy eyes
she has cried her heart out once again
for him
she knows
because he doesn’t see what she sees
he doesn’t care
he’s never home
how pathetic is she; so young, pretty faced
gorgeous smile and golden charm
with no one to keep her company
no one to wipe the tears away
he won’t call tonight
and she knows why
she knows
pretends with all of her strength not to
or not to care
he lies about loving her
he won’t prove it, his words have come
undone
he hurts her so badly
for she knows no other love
but a twisted and damaged one
he has crippled her faith
in the possibility of love without pain
oh, indeed, she knows
that he will never be
the man that he promises to be
for at this very moment as she
pours her heart out into her sleeve
he just might be pouring something of his own
into another
just the thought of it is enough
to make the gift of life seem
more like a curse
she knows....yes, she knows
he doesn’t love her she knows
the mirror breaks at the force of her blows
he doesn’t love me
yes, I know
I just wanted to take the time to UP one of my favorite poems and writers on this site..
along with Rukus and a couple other people I'm feelin ya'll..