Take A Piece Of This With You

Try, try, try to look back; and find what you left behind

Why can't you look back at me?

All those promises you made to me

So afraid you are that you can't see

 

Pretend everything is alright

While ignoring the blood coming from under the door

After I loved you for so long

And all I have now is a piece in my hand

 

Glass made as it was in me

It's all but shards of what it used to be

After you crashed it against the ground

I don't know how to put this back together

 

Let me see your hands

Dripping in your own guilt

After you thorn apart all these feelings

And the wounds you knew not how to heal

 

If we cut all the bad things

There would be nothing left for us

You dare to kill anyone you please

Yet can't stand to see the dead

 

Glass made as it was in me

It's all but shards of what it used to be

After you crashed it against the ground

I don't know how to put this back together

 

But it's just a single argue more

One of many decorating our walls

And then your hands you used to throw

The very last remnants of...

 

If you're so afraid to see me like this

Why are you simply staring in blue?

Can't you see I'm so worried

Because I can't put it back together?

 

My dear...

Author's Note

I changed it a lot while I was writing this from my notebook to my profile... But I like it better this way

Reviews

[Ingie the Blue]

Muy profundo. I feel it right there with you man, wicked sick. I loved the ' My Dear" at the end, its very dramatic
tu prima,
Ingrid

[Almost Alive]

Well that's how I feel eh ;P Sorry if it sounds pathetic, but I get your point. Not all reviews are positive.

[Adela Muresan]

This is hightly emotional and beautiful in it's way but I think the last two words are badly chosen... don't be offended but they make the confession sound very pathetic because you still treat the love done in the same way despite the fact that he has hurt you.

A.M.