The misunderstanding

October 31st, 2008 by MySpace Bulletins

Ive tried to live my life as long as i could
I dont know if i can hold out much longer
Dont know if i could

Life threw me some curves
It was all i could do to swerve
Out of their path and away from the knife
Trying to keep up with this pathetic life

I thought i had found the one to solve my problems, end my pain
All that happened was my heart got slain
I wished to have died
I tried so hard, i unfortunately tried

Three times, then four
To settle the score
Both sides of me fighting
Both of them screaming
Hurting my heart
Makes me hate all that dreaming

I dont have dreams i have nightmares
I thought to my self
As i drew out the knife and tried ending this hell

My life turned around at the beginning of the year
I think the end might not be so near

I met Ashley just a month ago
She’s been a bunch of help
I didnt want her to go

Ive found someone to love
some way to be loved
Holding that most beautiful dove

I had a bad feeling, and they usually come true
That bad feeling was being left by you

One look, one sigh, i asked her not to lie
“Is it me? are you leaving? i love you so much. please dont go”
She just looked me in the eye and said to me, “no. really no”
I wrote a poem saying ” without your love i would die”
It’d be worse if you lied

The next week, I walked up to you, ” Why are crying? Really what’s wrong?”

She just looked at me and said” Im sorry Ive got to move on…”
Running to my car, I cried on the way home.
She lied to me. Why? What went wrong?!

This life really is a nightmare. It’s got to end,
is what i said to myself as i grabbed a paper and pen

Writing away as i was crying
Slowly inside, i was dying

All I ever wanted was you
You said your love to me was true
Im dying. Im dying
All for your lying. All for your lying!!

Why couldnt you open your eyes and see
Your false love. The lie
You persist on killing me.
Why?! Why?!

All I could think of was ending this life.
As i grabbed for that long, sharp knife

As i stabbed, the door came flying open
It was you with arms wide open

Crying, ” Im sorry. Im sorry!” Asking herself why?
As I lay there dying, she held me crying…
Please come back. ill love you. no lie

She knew it was too late, deep down in her head,
Seeing me laying there, stone cold dead…

She so regretted the lie as she read
” Without your love, I would die”

Without moments notice, she grabbed that knife
And ended her on life

As i lay there, half dead, I couldnt help but stare
into my true loves eyes thinking, “… she really did care..”

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