The Way You Hurt Me
THE WAY YOU HURT ME…
I used to have no complains about you
And I never thought that I would.
But I realize now what I thought wasn’t true
Because now I can complain just so much, if I could.
And now I really really want to do it,
A lot more than just a little bit.
Once upon a precious beginning,
You were the one heavenly light.
But now, at this horrible ending,
You’re turning my days as dark as night
There is a difference though,
The usual night has the moon.
You do agree with me, no?!
Because you; my moon, never show up so soon.
And that’s what hurts this dead soul
Every time my eyes die to see you,
My heart turns as black as coal.
And I can’t just make it through.
I’m turning on my ‘not-so-mean’ side now,
You’re so rude, so merciless, and so rotten!
Oh, you’re asking me just how?
Because your hatred falls on me like lava, molten!
After you hurt me so, know what I think?
You’re sharper than a knife.
You fly my spirit too high.
When you hurt me, it takes my life.
I bet you could make an onion cry!
But please, please don’t think me mean,
Making my mercy towards you unseen.
I really, really don’t want to hurt you,
The way that you always hurt me…
Copyright © Dark Queen Mh | Year Posted 2015
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