You Could Never Know
Everywhere I go, it’s your face they always show,
Like a constant reminder of what I’ll never have again.
Everywhere I look, I see my heart that you once took,
Tossed to the floor and left to soak in the rain.
Why do I put myself through this?
Do I like this pain that consumes my soul?
Is this all that I will ever be,
I hope to god one day I’ll know.
And then she lives, forgetting what she put me through,
Day after day- always something new,
She never cared, she never dared,
To tell me the truth would have been a problem shared,
And now I am left with emptiness.
Rolling around in the dirt I belong in,
Dirty and ashamed has never felt so appealing.
I should hate you, yet I can’t help but do the opposite,
And instead I am left hating myself, blaming myself.
You could never know how much you hurt me,
And in a sick way I hope you find out what it feels like one day...
Copyright © Matt Karpe | Year Posted 2010
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