Coming to the end
Too much to ignore, too many things done.
So many tears fallen, so many times I have been the one…
To take the blame for what’s gone wrong, to step up and say it’s all my fault.
Hoping each day will get better, waiting for the fight to come to a halt.
Do you know how it feels to constantly give?
Yet all that is returned is criticism for the way you live.
How can you sit there and judge me?
…When all your flaws and imperfections you refuse to see.
Perfect is something I admit I am not,
But I know I am someone special and I am worth a whole lot.
To you I am just a failure and a waste of time.
Without your put downs and hurtful words in my life I would be just fine.
Someday the time will come where it will be too much and we will have to move on.
When that time comes, I won’t back down. I will stand my ground and be strong.
You don’t seem to get that you are letting go.
It’s sad that you don’t see what you have, you may never know.
My heart can only break so many times before it shatters.
Maybe when I have nothing left you will realize how much I mattered.
Don’t hold on to me just to hurt my heart.
You could just let go and we both could have a fresh start.
I’ll continue to give my all till there’s nothing left to give.
Keeping all my feelings inside… bottled up is how I live.
2/9/09
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