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There’s nothing I can
do about it is there?
I tried. I tried really hard
I just
can’t do anything anymore
I lack the words to say anything
because I’ve already said them all
How do I fucking create my
own clichés?
Beating my point of view until it’s gone
dull
Everyday I learn more and more just how much I’ve screwed
up
I never knew I was in so deep
She still knows the best ways
to indirectly attack me
At least I had other motives when I wrote
about us
Motives that anyone who could see would see
We need a
final encounter
A time that we look each other in the eyes one
last time
So I can accept what is over
To embrace the happy
memories as a normal part of my life
Not just some horrible growth
on the side of my head
Eventually my regret
will dissolve
I’ll harden my heart again and get on with
life
Accept the fact that I broke her heart and eventually not
care
If I ever see someone cry, I’ll say, “Cry harder.”
Push
you off your pedestal of self-importance
Is that my only
option?
Waste my time wanting to say I’m sorry
What should my
first words be when I break the ice?
I want to act like nothing
has happened
Though I full well know nothing is the same
Really? An arm and a leg? That’s swell
Get me a shovel
Dig
me in the hole and hit me on the head
Let me burrow my way into
this black hole
Please shut the door when I am done
I’m in a
bad way as it is without being seen
Perhaps the shame does need to
be exposed
Is that what I wanted?
I didn’t want this, did
I?
An unpleasant feeling
My watch can lose time
But it’s
just a watch
How does everyone else know?
I must be an open
window
Either that or the glass is broken
But I stepped on all
the shards
I never asked you to depend on me