you say you're sorry but I'm still PIST
steady lying about being over it
trying everything to clean this stain
that lingers on and still remains
I keep hearing a voice saying
"LIFE IS TOO SHORT" but I still
have this broken heart BEATING
unsightly blemishes things in my head
left unsaid and unfinished business
too many loose threads and openness
grave wounds without stitches
YOU BLEED ON ME
I BLEED ON YOU
we're losing too much blood
between us two I'm weak so are you
drained an numb to the pain
close my ears to what you're saying
mama screams WE NEED GET OVER IT
I love mama but she don't pay my rent
she can't tell me what to do
if she knew, I wouldn't be going through this
I keep hearing a voice say
"LIFE IS TOO SHORT" but I still
have a broken heart BLEEDING
we don't think the same
inside our brains something's wrong
you're a Taurus I'm a Leo
we're too headstrong
I tell these notebooks things
I can't reveal like the number of
pills I've had to refill in order to function
from this dysfunctional behavior
you say you're sorry but I'm still PIST
The Immortal Wize
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love_supreme says: this a real poem. Loved it. |
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Xclusive says: Nice word play and emphasis on each stanza. Keep the ink flowing! |
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