let the rain fall no more

once i’ve been hurt, twice i’ve been hurt, too many times i’ve been hurt. i’m tired of being a puppet in life. being stepped on, abused, walked over, tired of it all. tired of the shit people pull. tired of all the lies, deceptions, cheating,  tired of it all. i do work to keep a relationship alive. it leaves me here alone. empty. dead. cutting urges. being swallowed up. must break free from habit. from humanity. must write more. think more. act more. stand up more for what i believe in. come in touch with myself yet again. well i wrote something this class period and here it is:

i said it wouldn’t happen
said i wouldn’t get attached
wouldn’t care
yet i did
i believed the shit you said
all the lies that came from your mouth
trickling out like niagra falls
my youth leaving me
leaving my body here
to endure the hate
the pain
the anger
alone and unloved
you say you love
you decieve
my heart believes
misconceptions
vague sense of reality
getting a grip
must live
yet feel cold and empty
why does this happen
why must i be a puppet
true question is
why do i let it happen?

well yeah it’s nto the best but when you cant figure out what you’re feelign but despair, it’s not easy