gone are the days when word is bond gone are those hot days when we held hands near the pond and long gone are those days when i leaned toward you to kiss you and you turned your head because you didn't want to be seen with someone who was, socially, dead and i tried to cope, kept up hope, but already knew kurt cobain was dead, and my chance with you was too and yet i still sat there as you paraded boyfriend after boyfriend in front of me yet your motives were so simple a blind man could see and if i should live to see you again it will come out, the words i spoke in anger, knowing you weren't true you and me are over, through!! cast those stones, i know that you feel like i was your own personal seal but i will not degrade myself anymore and don't tell me anything, just shut up and pour as life begins to end, blackness descends never meant to be?? who said that?? when?? shall we dance, to music that i wont play but youll listen to anyway cast me off into relationship exile just another name in your boyfriend file never shall i lust, for you in a bust maybe im breaking down, courtesy of rust and as i feel the chains release, setting me free collect my soul, and the other three i call you out, on the hill where me met first and as you walk you begin to curse but a calmness falls over me, and i say right then you will never hurt me againBirth sign: Aries
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