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Dueling Views
Author: Namir Swiftpaw  PM
I'm not sure if this qualifies as a poem, but I really don't know what else to call it. I hate not being able to get over someone you really loved. My alternate viewpoints expressed. The rating is for gratutious use of the "f-word". Please review.
Rated: Fiction M - English - Angst - Words: 232 - Reviews: 12 - Favs: 2 - Published: 09-25-02 - id: 985161
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Picking up my heart, bloodied and broken off the floor, I realized what happened…
I never thought it would come to this…
My emotions in a crumbled heap while you go on with life, nonchalant…
Why did you have to hurt me?
Manipulating me was a pretty fucking fun game for you, huh?
I want to die…
You fucking prick. I never should have gone back with you after the first time.
All I needed was your love…
Why? Why am I such a moron? So naïve? So inexperienced to think that you were really interested in me again?
Your smiling face…
That fucking ersatz adoration you had for me; you had it all out of need! Out of desperation! FUCKER!
Your gentle, sweet touch…
You USED me. You pushed me down to bring you up. Fuck you. I hate you with all my being.
I wish you could see how much I still love you…
I wish you understood the power in which I damn you to hell for all of eternity.
Take me back…
I hope you're happy, you cocky-self righteous fuckface. You ruined me twice. You should be really fucking proud.
But I know you won't…
I hope no one ever has to go through what I went through with you. No one deserves that, just like you didn't deserve me…
Ever…
EVER.
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