How many times must you hurt me? Til' you leave me cold and dead? How many times must you hurt me, as I lay in our empty bed? How many tears must I shed, before I drown in misery? why can't we be happy? Why do you do these things to me? How many times will you hurt me, til' you leave me, or I run away? Why do I stay? When you don't love me anyway? 1 times is 2 many, and 3 times and then I'm gone, it's sad 4 me to be alone, when 5 nights a week you're not at home? How many times must you hurt me, til' I wither like a flower, waiting hour after hour. . . Why can't you see, that you are really hurting me? with all the games that you play, what else is there to say? when I don't know why I stay, When you don't love me anyway.Birth sign: Libra
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