Endless Rain
A BROKEN HEART I HAVE AND THE DISAPPOINTMENT IS FRESH IN MY MIND.
I KEPT SEEKING AND YOU WERE NOWHERE I COULD FIND.
I THOUGHT THAT OUR FRIENDSHIP WAS SACRED AND DEAR TO YOU.
ONLY TO FIND OUT THAT IT WAS NOTHING BUT A GAME.
I DON'T KNOW WHO TO BLAME ME OR YOU.
BEING BURNED IS SOMETHING THAT I AM USED TO.
MAYBE IT WAS MY TRUSTING HEART THAT GAVE YOU ANOTHER CHANCE.
BUT I SHOULD HAVE TOOK A SECOND GLANCE AT WHO YOU ARE.
AT NIGHT MY PILLOW IS SOAKED WITH TEARS, MY HEART IS ACHING AND MY SOUL IS SHAKING FROM YOUR BRUTALITY.
TIME AND TIME AGAIN IT BECAME A REALITY THAT I WAS BEING USED.
BUT I LOOKED OVER IT AND KEPT GOING ONLY TO STUMBLE AND FALL.
MY PAIN YOU WILL NEVER SEE OR MAYBE YOU JUST DON'T CARE.
AS I JUST SIT AND STARE THINKING MY MIND IS RACING MY PACING.
THE STORM IS ROCKY AND ROUGH NOW MY SKIN MUST BECOME TOUGH.
Copyright © Quondreika Cheatham | Year Posted 2015
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