Why must I worry about your every move?
Are you trying to make it better
Or just making it worse?
I read and reread your letters
Why must I think about your underlying motive?
Do you actually mean what you're saying
Or do you mean something else deeper?
Or is this just the inevitable delaying
Why must you make me jealous and make me worry?
Do you really want this
Or are you just trying to make me understand something?
I'm just falling deeper into this abyss
Why must you talk down to me?
Do you really think that you're better than me
Or is it just a habit now?
Is it you, or has it always been me?
Why must you make the matters worse for me?
Do you have a good explanation
Or do you just do it because you're mad?
You're just causing me more frustration
Why must you make me feel so bad?
Do you know that you're doing it
Or are you oblivious to it all?
Now that you know, can you quit?
Why must this happen?
Do you think it's me to blame
Or is this all your fault?
The blame of this all, neither of us claim
Why do I even bother anymore....
When you're just tearing away at my heart
One day at a time
Love is supposed to be sweet, not this tart
Why do I even pick on these things anymore....
When I know that it's not going to change anything
Perhaps make things even worse
You are my heart, my everything
Why do I say that I'm just waiting for you to break my heart...
When I never want it to be done
But why does it seem like it's right in front of me
Away from everything, I just want to run
Why do I stay
When I know I'll be hurt
Maybe it's because I can't leave
Maybe next time, I'll be curt
Author notes
Alright, ya'll. Last stanza, the word curt means short and concise, with a connotation of being rude.
Err... really long, I know. I was just writing down what I've been feeling for a while.
'Cause y'know, my boyfriend, he tells me all this pure shit about girls at his church and such and such, and how wonderful they are. And it's pissing me off. And when he talks, he talks down to you. I dunno, it's annoying. And he never seems to care. Everytime we talk on the phone, I end up being hurt, and he ends up being mad.
Once, I asked him "I wonder if it'd hurt more if I broke my own heart, or if I let you continue to tear away at it slowly..." and then he said, "why don't you try both ways to find out?" *sigh* I'm just so sick of his apathy and shit.
Wow, it's easier to open up to people I don't know because I know that they won't form an opinion against me...
......<3<3
Written April 11th, 2006
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Emotion is nothing in a poem if not formed properly.
Yeah, the rhyme does seem forced in certain areas. I'm sure you can find them yourself.
Was someone too lazy to look up "curt"?
"Or is this just the inevitable delaying"
"Love is supposed to be sweet, not this tart"
"Maybe next time, I'll be curt"
I think the rhyme of these lines are especially forced. It seems to take a lot away from the reading experience.
You also might wanna fling some syllables around to fix areas with bad rhythm. -
Wow, Wesley doesn't sound like that kind of a person.
Nice poem... of questions... lots of them... -
But you know me, my dear. Anyhow, nice poem. Sometimes seemed a little forced, but that's cool. Nice emotion, my friend.
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