Breaking

Idk what this is I found some of my old work on Mrs. Neil's computer & posted it. Enjoy.

 

You broke your promises to me.

Broke me down for all to see.

Made me fall to my knees in tears,

Gave me up to all of my fears.

 

You never looked back one time,

To check if I was losing my mind.

I could’ve killed myself that night,

If not for one small speck of light.

 

HE had to save me when you weren’t around,

HE had to catch me before I hit the ground.

I tried to forgive you but I never could.

HE treats me like you never would.

 

(chorus)

Can you see me crying?

Breaking down in class?

Can you hear me breaking things?

The shattering of glass?

(end chorus)

 

Can you hear me call your name,

I wish you’d end this game.

I want to love you again.

But you put me through too much pain.

 

I wish you hadn’t lied from day one.

If you hadn’t, you’d be my only one.

But you ruined your chance,

& I won’t spare a backward glance.

 

You still have a little time to steal me back,

But I don’t want the new you, but the old you back.

I want you to drop all the lies,

Look me in the eyes.

 

(chorus)

 

Tell me you’ll never hurt me again, ever,

Tell me that you’ll love only me, forever.

But while I’m engaged to another,

I still think of you, at night, under the covers.

 

When I close my eyes now all I see is your face,

Us in a different time, a peaceful place.

Back when you’d never cheated or deceived me,

Back when I could love you freely.

 

When I open them, I see my dream boy.

Someone who sees me as more than a toy.

He isn’t you.

But, he’ll have to do.

 

(chorus)

 

Did you love me for real?

What did you feel?

When you looked down at me & knew,

That I didn’t know you.

 

Did you feel any guilt at all?

When I found out the truth & began to fall,

Back into my little hole of depression,

Back into my habits of repression.

 

Hiding my feelings till I couldn’t feel them.

Blotting out your memories till I couldn’t see them.

But in a lonely cold night, still I cry,

Whisper your name as I wonder why.

 

What kind of man uses a woman then blames,

Her & accuses HER of playing games.

All I did was take a hand offered to me,

Back when your thoughts were of her, not me.

 

Yet you blame me, & hold it over my head,

Sometimes, I wish you were dead.

Sometimes I wish I too were dead.

Sometimes, I wish we all were dead…

 

(chorus)

 

We should all be dead…

 

Written by,

Elizabeth Ann McClure

 

(please don't steal my work, if you do you'll kill a girl's dream & the only thing she knows how to do)

Reviews

[Rosary]

"Can you see me crying?
Breaking down in class?
Can you hear me breaking things?
The shattering of glass?"

I think the chorus needs a little work on it but the overall piece is good. you show true emotion in the troubles you are dealing with. the conflict of loving another and choosing the better. i like how you described all of that.

[Lyra H]

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