180 by Corey DroverNobody gets out of love alive
Left grasping a bouquet of dead flowers
I let you in and you threw me out
Somewhere between love and hate, the truth lies
in an empty bed you're never coming home to
I have only memories left to hold
Borderline has been my closest home
and now I find myself back where I started
I am a man with nowhere to turn
Deserving of what I got for I am a criminal
No matter what you give you can not take
I wanted what I could not have
Too many to count, but the truth is apparent
Failure has many names and faces
I no longer have love left to give
They showed me their eyes, I showed them my heart
and the result screamed of familiarity
I let hope blind me to my hurt
It's too late for me now, my time has passed
Only wanted one more chance to live
I am now condemned to my fate
Some scars never heal but new ones always burn deep
No matter how much you pray you still bleed
I take my penance in sorrow payments
Liked by many but not loved by those you want
It always ends with tears falling down my face
I never wanted any of this
It's hard to accept that you're nobody's most important
It's hard when caring comes with conditions
I died a little each time
Tried to hang on even after countless dismissals
Love is a cruel beast that bites back
I am alone 04/04/2006 Posted on 04/04/2006 Copyright © 2024 Corey Drover
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Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 04/30/15 at 02:57 PM I so empathize with your song. Particularly this stanza ---- some scars never heal but new ones always burn deep, no matter how much you pray you still bleed, I take my penance in sorrow penance. |
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