crack,
you pierced through my armor
and let me down
you broke what you once swore
and broke my fucking heart.
the seperate pieces dont hurt so bad
it's just the constant ripping apart
and i do so much to turn
this dagger on myself, it's true
but the first defeating stab
is the one that cut right through
and i try and hide from it
hoping it will all go away
but it never goes away.
The PAIN never goes away.
the HURT never goes away.
and, as pathetic as i am
neither does the love.

01/02/2003

Author's Note: i'm just feeling like writing depressing poetry tonight.

Posted on 01/03/2003
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