
A song about coping with a partner's infidelity. Please, Read and Review I would greatly appreciate it!
Rated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort - Words: 583 - Published: 01-09-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2880758
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Intoxicating misery (Pour me another drink)
You broke away my shell, tore down my walls just to have me feel
And I'm sure your heart breaks into a million pieces each time she smiles
But what the hell am I supposed to do with that?
As you're sitting here telling me that I'm so wrong
Well I hope that you found your answer as your lips trailed along her skin
And I hope it was was worthy of all this regret
So let the rocks hit the glass, because right now theres nothing more that I want to do than just lose myself in this. Because I don't wanna deal, I don't wanna feel the pain that is thrumming through my chest
No, tonight I'm going to relish in the way it feels to have the music dictate the way this blood rushes through my veins
I'm going to savor this moment, as the heat of the room and the drink in my hand starts a fire in me again
And I hope she was worth it, now with his hands upon my hips as he hikes up my dress
You're so ugly when you cry, you know that right? A million times those words escape your lips
And I'm burning to tell you how you arent the only one who can make me shake
But why the hell would I do that?
And you are standing there saying that you don't care who the fuck I'm with
Well, I hope that you finally realize I can beat you at your own games
Hope you see that now you don't mean shit
So let the rocks hit the glass, because right now theres nothing more that I want to do than just lose myself in this. Because I don't need to deal, I don't need to feel your pain burning a whole in my chest
No, tonight I'm going to relish in the way it feels to have the music dictate the way this blood rushes through my veins
I'm going to savor this moment, as the heat of the room and the drink in my hand starts the fire in me again
And I know that it was worth it, with his hands upon my hips as he hikes up my dress
And the rocks hit the glass, so I can just lose myself in all of this. Your pain, your sorrow, all of your regrets, to me they don't mean shit.
No, tonight I'm going to relish in the way it feels to have the music dictate the way this blood rushes through my veins
I'm going to savor this moment, as the heat of the room and the drink in my hand starts the fire in me again
And I know that it was worth it, with his hands upon my hips as he hikes up my dress
Yes, it was worth adoring the warmth of his lips
This was supposed to be a poem… but as I started writing it sort of took on a life of it's own and wrapped itself into a song. Originally, I thought it would be about hitting the bottle to cope when I came up with the bridge. But here this is… So, Let me know what you think! Content of it, portrayal, ect. I'm open to both praise and constructive criticism.
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