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Yeah....so what?

*Jamison*

Bluelighter
Joined
Jun 11, 2001
Messages
953
Location
Ohio
I hate you
I want to give up life
I want to give up my money
To have one chance with you
I want to run out in fucking traffic
I wish I could just kiss myself goodbye
Forever
I wish you'd take back all you've said
I wish you'd start over
But it's too late
You've already started something
Something in which you can apparently turn off
But I can't figure out how to flip the off switch
You told me
You fucking told me
And now what
You want to say no
Say goodbye
Say nothing
Be friends
Sorry
Not in my agenda
I have other guys
But why you get to me
I'll never know
I bang my fist against a wall
Make myself hurt
In hopes you will feel my pain
Fuck pain
You'd never feel it
You feel nothing
No pain
No agony
No remorse
No rememberance for what you said to me
Too drunk
That's your excuse
My ass
That's my response
No way you can't remember what you said
No way
You'll read this
Probably
And go
Dammit!
Why the fuck did she write this
I wrote it cause
This is how I feel
Fuck everyone else
It's just you and me
I feel the same way
You felt about me when you phoned me
That's how I'll remember you
Cause I don't like how you are now.
~Jamison
 
You'll read this
Probably
And go
Dammit!
Why the fuck did she write this
I wrote it cause
This is how I feel
Fuck everyone else
good for you,too many people keep things to themselves coz they worry about what people will think.
I hope things get better for you girl, I really do.
 
damn...i feel your anger and frustration screaming at me through your words...very powerful..
 
i love everything you write, jamison :) they're all so moving & raw.... especially ones like these.... the angry ones.
QUOTE]Make myself hurt
In hopes you will feel my pain
Fuck pain
You'd never feel it
You feel nothing
No pain
No agony
No remorse
No rememberance for what you said to me[/QUOTE]
its so difficult to realize this. i didn't until it was waaay to late.... until nobody called my beautiful or pretty anymore because i'd always have cuts or cig burns on me, & for who? some jerk who never gave a fuck anyway. if only i had read your poem a year ago....
revgardless, thanks. very nice :)
-cat
 
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