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by Jersey D Gibson

So many times, I hid myself,
wanted to bask in your light.
So many things, I gave up,
was what I was doing right?

Everyday
I see your face
makes all worth while.

Every time
you make me cry
living my life of denial.


So many ways, I had to change,
wanted nothing but you.
So many lies, and painful good-byes,
how can my heart beat true?

Everyday
I saw your face
made it all worth while.

Every time
you made me cry
now I'm sitting her asking why...


You set me up for the heart break.
Now I'm dealing with this heart ache.
You broke me apart,
you tore out my heart;
I'm dealing with something I can't take.


Days gone by, I look back,
did I take myself for granted?
Days move on, still I long,
before I was surplanted.

Everyday
I wish for your face
to tell me it's all ok.

Every time
you told me that lie
who was really to blame?


You set me up for the heart break.
Now I'm dealing with this heart ache.
You broke me apart,
you tore out my heart;
I'm dealing with something I can't take.




I'm moving on.....
I will be strong.....
I'm looking up.....
I won't go back.....



You walked away, and that's ok,
I have my own life to live.
You went astray, and that's ok,
I have nothing left to give.

Everyday
I miss your face
even though I know what's inside.

Every time
you cut me deep
I've cut short all your lies...


You set me up for the heart break.
Now I'm dealing with this heart ache.
You broke me apart,
you tore out my heart;
I'm dealing with something I can't take.



11/27/2005

Author's Note: I could see a 80's hair band doing this...

Posted on 11/27/2005
Copyright © 2024 Jersey D Gibson

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by David Bauman on 11/27/05 at 01:13 PM

I think you're right (about the 80's hair band thing). Though with good reason. This is a very good read, and the feelings that are relayed present themself strongly. I like this more than most.

Posted by JD Clay on 11/27/05 at 04:35 PM

This one definitely has a touch of blues coursing through its veins. Good stuff, Jersey, breakout the harp. pe4ce...

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