silence as we look into eachothers eyes i have all but hatred stemming from my thoughts you have hatred inside for yourself and yourself only why is it that i do not get mad at you? why aren't you screaming why aren't you hitting me right now why? i have no clue i have no reason to as we sit here in the trunk of my SUV all i can see is a man who has taken my heart and bent it into two all the while that we were together this night her face floated through your mind you could not go through with it i used you you said i'm used to being used i said don't say that you said the truth is hard to speak but must be spoken i said yet still i lay here listening to you go off about how you're such a prick you're so fucked up yet all i see in you is someone confused, burnt out all alone and here i am, ok with it all almost numb to the madness of my life.Birth sign: Scorpio
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