Truth
A painful humiliationA mass of complication
Left here by your incoherent temptation
The feelings I had for you
Ran through me like a gun shot
The one you held against my heart
Your lies once hurt my ears
Every night I would taste my own tears
Back to those old feelings
Depression some times is far more than
Just a simple state of mind
It turns into an obsession
If there was one word I could say
To make all these feelings go away
I would say it
I think it would sound a little something
Like this I hate you
You were my game of russian roulet
With your words spinning in the chamber
I am better now
I emptied the bullets onto the floor
And watched as I dropped the gun at my feet
Just like all my feelings I had for you
Poetry by JoAnne27
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Written on 2007-08-12 at 22:43
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