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Ella Williams Poem
Your different now,
You won't answer my calls.
It's scary how,
I can hear a pin fall.
Maybe I'm wrong,
I'm getting so dizzy.
This feeling is strong,
maybe your just busy.
What have I done?
The clouds are so dark.
What happen to the sun?
Wondering what will be your remark.
You're with her I know.
I also know the lies,
you will say when you show.
With a straight face to my eyes.
What should I do?
Should I pack my things,
or stay and be true?
I must spread my wings.
I hear your keys,
you're turning the knob.
God give me strength, please!
All I can feel is my heart throb.
Your lies are the same.
You didn't hear the phone,
so the phone is to blame.
Your heart is made of stone.
You see my bags at the door,
I grab my keys and pause
as you ask what they're for.
I can't take this anymore.
I'm stopped in my tracks.
now you want to explain,
so you're saying the facts.
Now you're saying I'm insane.
I'm so hurt so I'm through.
Through with joy and love,
through with relationship and you
because this is what I'm sick of.
I hope you're happy with this.
You're actions made this mess,
and this no longer exist.
Now my life will progress.
Thanks for putting me through this,
90% of this I was depressed.
This is nothing I will miss,
all you did was give me stress.
I wish you the best.
I tried to keep this together,
all of my feelings was expressed.
I used to wish this would last forever.
So now the show is over and
the curtains have closed.
You're finally starting to understand,
that now you're exposed.
Copyright © Ella Williams | Year Posted 2005
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Ella Williams Poem
Once again you're here
Once again my heart feels fear.
Fear of falling for your lies
Your words are covering
my mouth and my eyes
Now I'm blinded by
your charm and
I can't ask you why...
Why are you here?
Why do you love to see me cry?
My mouth is open but
nothing will come out.
I can't do this to myself again.
Your lying and pretending
to be my friend.
You feed off of my hurt
and this must end.
Yes sweetheart,
I love your smell,
touch, smile, and voice but,
one thing you don't get
is that I love myself more.
So you must walk out that door.
No this isn't a joke or a game.
Time is ticking and
I still feel the same.
You can't control me anymore,
You went from powerful to weak.
I'm not done let me speak...
I can't handle the pain &
pressure for a
second of pleasure.
I know what I allowed you to do,
the keyword is allowed
so now I'm through.
So goodbye and
I'll never forget you
because I will not
forget the horror
that the devil gave me and
the lesson God walked me through.
Copyright © Ella Williams | Year Posted 2005
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