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What did I do to deserve this

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What did I do to deserve this

What I do to deserve this heartbreak,
this horrid and unnatural pain,
this cleche of events that strike me simultaneously
as the time ticks away,
and as the grinning faces pierce a whole through my soul
and my heart turns pale and slowly beats.
My heart is torn in two,
and I cannot find the doctors to stich me up.
I ask an old man,
how does love go about,
he smaked me in the face and went on.
The pain and the sorrow,
it is too much to feel,
too much to gain in one serving,
When I eat, I taste posion, not passion,
familiar faces turn grey, with ruby eyes and sharp fangs
they hiss at me, like a cat to a mouse.
I don't understand why I deserve this.
I am a good man,
who loves with open arms and a big heart.
With every hug I give,
I recieve a knife of betrayal in my back,
I feel the blood ooze from my open wounds,
suicidal tendencies roll through my mine,
but I quickly throw them out,
because Mama didn't raise no coward.
I see the blow, I clench my fists
and swing away,
God cries wanting to stop this madness,
Death laughs and soon joins in,
people join in and punch away.
I lay there on the concret blood everywhere,
my heart torn out of my chest,
each with a thousand knives stabbed in it,
as it slowly beats,
I lay their on the pavement,
looking up to the heavenly skies,
and as it starts to rain droplets of hope
I ask myself,
What did I do to deserve this?
Then, I shall close my eyes
and rest for awhile.


Inspired by all the betrayal and heartbreak I've faced, by so many cowards who didn't want to recieve my love. People I had thought who were my friends, came with invitations of humiliation and hate, and now I see who my real friends are; this pen and paper... Have a good day.
P.S. No one should ever be shown this much betrayal and heartbreak. I wouldn't even wish it on my worst enemy. Have a good day!

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  1. Date: 9/24/2013 4:53:00 AM
    strong and passionate write Chris full of devastation and pain Shadow x smile

  1. Date: 9/23/2013 9:51:00 PM
    Oh my oh, my, you do sound unhappy here, my friend. you do tend to write about it rather well, and your writing is good counselling. Maybe you are trying too hard with the women. I have found that we all spent too much time expecting love, when really the only way to receive love properly Is to be filled with love yourself. Love is catching, and spreads if it is given without expectations. I learned this when I was recovering fro PTSD great writ, my friend...Peter

    Boskovski Avatar Chris Boskovski
    Date: 9/23/2013 9:53:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thank you Peter for the words of wisdom, I'll keep for safekeeping in the mear future! Thank you sir, greatly. :))
  1. Date: 9/23/2013 7:35:00 PM
    Thoughts of healing go out to you, xxx

    Boskovski Avatar Chris Boskovski
    Date: 9/23/2013 9:53:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thank you my darling Mystic! :)xoxo
  1. Date: 9/23/2013 4:02:00 PM
    I'm so so sorry you are going through this...Life can be so so cruel at times...Remember, though, you are not the only one in pain....Each one carries a different kind of pain....I feel for you. I hope that somewhere, sometime you will find what your heart desires....

    Boskovski Avatar Chris Boskovski
    Date: 9/23/2013 9:55:00 PM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thank you Eileen for showing such sorrow for me! and yes I don't feel like taking the spotlight from others, but as a writer I have to tell my story before it devours my soul! Thank you Eileen! :)