Writing Just shit

[Guest Beautiful_Loser]

STUCK

the second time
i was moving on
you saw that i was getting away
... i didn't want to stay

well fuck you for holding on
fuck you because i'm not your number one
fuck you for not letting go
fuck you because i want to go

i hate you for loving me
when your heart is reserved
and then keeping me again
...i know you'll toss me aside

i would've rather you lied
could've spared me the pain
would've rather you tried
to get away

well fuck you for holding on
fuck you because you're my number one
fuck you for not letting go
fuck you for letting me know-

i would've moved on
i could've been strong
i could've been able to see
this whole game isn't for me

fuck me for still holding on
fuck me for all that i'm worth
fuck me for taking your hidden lies
and fuck you for holding on

yeah so i guess this is more shitty poetry i've written. o well, it's not that bad i guess.

i miss being able to post things onto an online thingy.

[KarmaOfChaos]

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This poem rocked, because I relate to it so much.

You want so bad to let go, you want it to end. But they're still there, holding on to something that shouldn't be, something that you don't want. Making you feel guilty for the mere thought of leaving, of cutting the cord. And you wonder if that's what you really want, because they're still there, maybe you should be too.

However...in the end truth is the best way to go, that first gut feeling, especially when dealing with matters of emotion. Say it, end it, be done with it.

It would be crueler to both to keep alive something that is already dead.

-Karma
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