Everyday of my life
Every day of my life I open my eyes wondering who I am
Every day of my life i close my eyes as I question things I beg to understand
Everything is always fine from the outside dying in
Nothing feels right when you think you know how it all will end
I'll pull you back from madness when sanity grows paper thin
Nothing out there can break the bonds we've built
The struggle is an illusion, cast a blind eye to tones of synthetic guilt
None of us are to blame, this wasn't the fucking plan
Fan the flames, why won't we ever take a solid stand
Tear down the walls , map our own fate
No reason for the violence
No reason for the hate
I refuse to try and break you down anymore
Our connection was severed when my love for you became a chore
A bitter task , that you never deserved
And forced me to appreciated
I didn't think in the end, love was something I now truly hated
A one way ticket down a once well lit street
Now dark and cold , there was never a victory, it was always defeat.
I'd give everything to go back and kill myself just so we would never meet
An encounter that lit the fuse, you crushed my spirit and could care less
I was just an object you chose to use
Time heals no wounds, I must confess
Time hardens the heart, and you start to care less
It's a shame how your ignorance of any situation slowly picked you apart
Iced over your heart, took so much innocence away from the ones who never had the chance to even begin to start.
👁 2💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
If you or someone you know is struggling, you are not alone.
988 Suicide & Crisis Lifeline — call or text 988, 24/7. Crisis Text Line — text HELLO to 741741.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.