You had time,
But you decided to waste it.
I even waited longer than I wished to,
And you still never came.
I am done.
Your actions have angered me too much now,
I can't do this any longer.
You say you'll make it just this once, and you never do.
You always live up to every promise except that one.
That one promise you made,
That you'd never be late again.
.
.
.
.
But,
Now that I think about it,
Last time,
That last time you were late,
You tried to apologize.
You saw me leaving and wanted to follow.
You ran past everyone, just to catch me.
You called me the second I got home.
You knew how much your tardiness effected
What's the use of a heart
When your heart gets broken
What's the use of breath
If you make me breathless
What's the use of a soul
If your soul gets stolen
What's the use of speech
If you never speak to me
What's the point of feelings
If someone dislikes you for them
What's the point of you and me
If you know it will never work out
but I thought it would
so here I lay crying on the floor
"i loved you and i still do....."
But you go and forget my feeling for you
by:Annoymous
found this and it describes how i felt about this bad break up
You took my heart
broke it to pices
shattered and torn
thought i had found the one
i found heart break
sadness now runs
through my veins
day and night
Broke me into pices
thought i could trust you
gave you my love
to find it was all fake
never to seek never to find
love is hard but it withers your heart
Don't get to attached
they will always break you
leaving you at some point
never to be there for you
broken heart withered and shattered
forever in life always getting hurt.
This is a poem i wrote about going through a very bad and unhealthy relationship it shows that love is not always going to find you and if it does
Ho Painto e ho pianto (I cried and I cried)
Vorrei urlare per chiedere aiuto (I would scream for help)
Urla piangendo (screaming crying)
tutti I giorni battuto (wishing it would stop)
La paura sarebba Venuto via (The fear would come away)
Vorrei Che qualcuno mi avrebbe Salvato (I wish someone would save me)
poi puì lacrime per dare (Then no more tears)
non più non più percosse (no more no more beatings)
non sì core più (no fear no more)
Alla fine mi song salvato (Finally saved)
non c'erano più lacrime senza più dolore (There was no more pain and no more tears)
this poem is written and translated
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