after he broke my heart and i could not see straight and i told myself it could only have been fate i stare at the wall and beg him to call and explain what he was doing with this ass i called my friend do you realize the damage that you have caused my self-esteem is shot, my requiem is hell im tired of being mr.nice guy, tired of having to fly why cant you just help me off count and die? and i hid afterward, wishing i could just stay under my bed for the rest of my life why must it always be me that has to get broken sure, you said i cheated but i didn't and ive said this before im a slut but not a whore yet. asterisks near my name what i asked for? a new heart but i must go on because if i dont ill never come back no i won't you might have hurt me but to help you by going away that's not going to happen my heart may be broken but my spirit will live on
Reason for writing:
my ex-boyfriend-this was for his cheating ass
Birth sign: Aries
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