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Author: Invalid Addiction
Fiction Rated: K - English - General - Reviews: 3 - Published: 01-14-07 - Updated: 01-14-07 - id:2304315

To who it may concern,

I really must confess,
Life is a mess
And I can’t stand myself anymore
It isn’t me you’re looking for

You see, it’s a boy
And he’s more than a toy
I love him—I think
I can’t be sure, I’m on the brink

And it’s everyone’s issues
Just grab some tissues
I can’t help you
I need to help myself too

To anyone that cares,

Everything is worse
Why is life a curse?
I never used to be like this
Life was such bliss

I’m falling from my pedestal
and I’m such a fool
Nothing is working right,
and no one is holding on tight.

I have to remember to smile,
After all, it’s been a while,
I can’t stop crying,
Trust me, I’m trying

To you, the one I sold my heart to,

You said you would wait,
Obviously I was a second too late
You bounced back fast,
I must be not enough to last

I gave you a kiss,
You, the one I miss,
It meant nothing to you,
to me, it’s multiplied times two

And I can’t get you out of my head,
Be careful, the waters I tread,
’Cause I’m drowning quickly
And I feel so sickly

To my friends,

I know you’re there,
I know you care
But right now
I have no clue how

I’m such beast
You should love me the least

And yet you stand by my side
My ever-present guide

I know when I sit in corners and cry,
You ask yourselves “Why?”
But the truth is,
the fault is his

To whom it may concern…

I’m not better,
yet I’m writing this letter
Just to tell you I’m trying,
And no longer crying.

I have a long way to go,
This I know,
I’m taking things a day at a time,
One mountain to climb

Things are still black,
But not turning back,
Everything has hope,
But first you must cope.



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