I Cry

I cry for myself,
I cry for you.
Young once
Dumber now.

I though like that too
Hey we always say one thing
Fuck you too

I trusted you
I gave what I could to you
Thanks for the slap
It hurt like hell

Just as a though
Stab me, I don’t care
Want to break me?
Too late I'm crushed

He's stepping on me
Yet he doesn’t see
I plead, yet I’m unheard
Won’t you cry too?

I started the day
With friends
I ended it without you

Why hurt me?
Why care?
Hurt yourself
I’ll watch you bleed.

Author Information

Leah
User offline. Last seen 2 years 25 weeks ago. Offline
Joined: 08/08/2009

Poll

How often do you write poetry?
Daily
20%
Weekly
11%
Monthly
2%
When the mood strikes
47%
During stressful or emotional times
13%
Not that frequently
4%
I just like to read poetry
3%
Total votes: 339