Ending The Circle

Well i havent beem on here in awhile and i havent written in even longer but i guess you can say i found a little inspiration again

staring into the lonely sky

wondering if you're wondering why

everything failed and our love so died

not caring about the present

not caring of the past

only wanting you

to be my cast

to heal my broken bones

and open wounds

but I remember what happened

I may have deserved it

but I earned it to end

you just kept on carrying on

I'm sorry for every word I said

I'm sorry for everything I did

but this is the end

no more

this is the end

 

yeah I hurt you and broke you down

but afterwards treated you

like you wore a crown

but you spit in my face

and stomped it into the ground

over and over and once again

it all felt real

no matter how much pretend

but this is the end

no more

this is the end

 

I tried so hard

to prove to you

my always undying

love for you

but your foot made an impression

on my face

that'll last until

my end of days

but now I've found something better

something more real

dont ever have to hide

and shes more than happy to heal

I found something better

something more real

so this is the end

there will be no more

for my hearts already healed

Author's Note

constructive criticism please. harshness is welcome, i haven'tbeen writing much at all lately and want to get back to being good at it so anything helps

Reviews

[Ian Faraway]

This poem did a really good job with the process of desire to broken to healing and acceptance. Moving on is about forgiving yourself and wishing the other person happiness, though these days people hate too easily. J'adore! -Ian

[FocusedAmnesia]

"but afterwards treated you
like you wore a crown"
Should wore be were?

[Carrion.]

it goes on and on, but it really kept me hooked.
like it. I can't really find any ideas or critisim to help.

[Taylor Williams]

What could i do to make it a little more entertaining?

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

I find this almost tiring towards to end, the good thing is though, that oyu hold the interest of the reader until the bitter end, a well placed piece.