Drunken Poetry.

You ask if I have anything left.
I say no.
You ask if I still love you.
Ofcourse, but I cant let you know.
Cuz you'll hold it against me, guilt me back into your sick twisted hold.

You ask if your the victim.
Ofcourse arent you always?
I mean your the one who cheated.
So go ahead...
guilt me.

Make me feel bad for the sins you've done.
Go ahead and cry as well.
Seriously, I can take much more cuz apparently I'm supposed to be the strong one.

I mean after all
I'm the one who gave you my heart.
I'm the one who threw my soul.
I'm the one who gave everything there was to give.
You gave nothing back.
You were just there to hold.

So while your at it, dont just take everything I have.
Ask for more.
Cuz I'm sure you expect me to come up with a way to give you more, since its never enough for you.
Ill dig something up just like I always do.



by Penny
posted on 09/17/2008