Post by NeverMore on Feb 6, 2005 15:46:43 GMT -5
(I can't really say as this poem fits here as well as some have. It has more looking forward after a scorned heart, but it is also a kick in the teeth for the person it was written to as well as scorn. So here it be sitting here.)
There has to come a day
when I won't be here anymore
the hour had to come
that I would finally close the door
you should have seen it coming
with all your little games
playing on my sesnes
talking about thier names
for all the times you used me
then laughed I was so old
to all the days you cried
or pretending you were so cold
now the world sees inside you
everyone can really see
the advantages you stole
from the feelings deep inside of me
it took so much time
for me to take my stand
before I could even feel
the ice coldness in your hand
the stories that you told
just enough truth for people to believe
teasing with the threat
that you would really leave
I wonder if you concidered
I would be the one
to take this heavy heart
to close the door finally done
so go ahead and take your tears
as fake as they really are
find some other crazy fool
to hold them for you in a jar
when the day finally comes
when your pleasure won't be satisfied
the time when only truth in love
you'll find had truly died
All the wasted little games
all the spent little boys
nothing of you little trists
will leave you any toys
I will sit and cry a while
this heart will take time to heal
then the sun will rise again
to once again let me feel
There had to come a day
when I won't be here anymore
the hour had to come
that I would finally close the door
There has to come a day
when I won't be here anymore
the hour had to come
that I would finally close the door
you should have seen it coming
with all your little games
playing on my sesnes
talking about thier names
for all the times you used me
then laughed I was so old
to all the days you cried
or pretending you were so cold
now the world sees inside you
everyone can really see
the advantages you stole
from the feelings deep inside of me
it took so much time
for me to take my stand
before I could even feel
the ice coldness in your hand
the stories that you told
just enough truth for people to believe
teasing with the threat
that you would really leave
I wonder if you concidered
I would be the one
to take this heavy heart
to close the door finally done
so go ahead and take your tears
as fake as they really are
find some other crazy fool
to hold them for you in a jar
when the day finally comes
when your pleasure won't be satisfied
the time when only truth in love
you'll find had truly died
All the wasted little games
all the spent little boys
nothing of you little trists
will leave you any toys
I will sit and cry a while
this heart will take time to heal
then the sun will rise again
to once again let me feel
There had to come a day
when I won't be here anymore
the hour had to come
that I would finally close the door