I read all these poems and hear all these crys,
of people who have been hurt by hundreds of lies,
people who have been broken and feel so confussed,
people who have cut and people that loose,
but as I read and as I listen,
my blue eyes slowly start to glisten,
for even though I feel there pain,
I know the story i've played the game,
i've been broken and been the breaker,
the pain someones felt ive been the maker,
I threw someone and hurt them bad,
but he's not the only one who feels sad,
not a day goes by I dont think about it,
I wonder all the time how I did this,
put someone through what I went through,
I know how it feels I know what it can do,
but what I need you to think about to,
that even though it hurts is it good for you,
I didnt wanna hurt him don't u see,
but if i'd stayed I would have hurt me,
you know in life u have hard choices,
you always hear those bloody voices,
I had a choice of which I made,
I chose for me, to be the one saved.
by
Blazenposted on 02/21/2008
love ya xxx