Friday, April 30, 2010

Secrets spilled, lies told,
rumors spread and stories unfold.
Disowning family and backstabbing friends,
I swear the drama never ends.

Saturday, April 24, 2010

.

Why does the past always have to come back to ruin the present? You're finally ready to move onto something new and the past comes back and slaps you in the face, why? Because life is cruel. Don't tell me there's a reason for everything, if so, show me a fucking reason, cause I see none. All I see is unjustified pain. Don't tell me this all won't matter in 10 years from now because it will. Are you trying to tell me that all the people that committed suicide won't matter by then? Or the scars on my wrist are going to disappear? What about our broken hearts, are they going to rekindle themselves? Are we just going to forget? Nobody really deals with their pain, they just hold it in until its deep enough inside that we can ignore it, but it's always there, it never fades and sure it may get easier to deal with but we will never truly let it go.

Thursday, April 22, 2010

congratulations, I hate you

I hope one day you wake up and realise. I hope that when you're alone because everybody is sick of you, I hope you remember me, remember that I put up with every one of your flaws. Remember that I always forgave you, I would have done anything for you, remember that no one will love you as much as I DID. You used to be everything I lived for, now you're everything I hate. You're just an immature little boy who doesn't know when he's crossed the line. Congratulations, I hate you.
I'm sick of crying,
I'm done trying.
Fuck this pain,
it will always be the same.
I'm just angry because I should have known,
now again I'll have to be alone.
Now I know it's meant to be,
and that's okay with me.
There's nothing I can do to change the past,
I just wish it didn't come back all so fast.

Past.

Why does the past always have to come back to ruin the present? I put my past behind me and another interferes. It has taken me so long to move on and so why, when I'm finally ready to be happy again, why does it all fall apart? There's just no reason for the amount of pain I keep getting put through. I never fucked anybody around, I never cheated, I never hurt anyone, so why am I constantly being left alone? I should have known, I should have anticipated, every time something good comes a long it always gets ripped out from underneath me, but why now, I was so close, this isn't fair. I'm done trying to be happy, why bother when I know it's not going to last, now I have to go back to the unhappy, lonely girl I was before all this, because it's all I'll ever be.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

daddies little girl

For years I waited for you to come home, but you never did. I was always daddies little girl, now all of a sudden I'm all grown up and you don't know where the years went. You hear me crying in my room and you don't understand why, maybe it's all the years you missed, all the years you weren't there for me, all the years you left me, all the years you weren't my dad. You and mum weren't there to teach me how to deal with my problems, you weren't even there to teach me how to tie my shoe laces, or read and write. I had to teach myself all these things and now I've taught myself not to care, not to care if you're disappointed in me, if you get angry at me or when you yell at me because what does it matter? You weren't there to teach me so I had to learn myself, so every mistake I make, reflects back on you. I'm not your little girl anymore, you don't know me at all and you have no one to blame but yourself.

Finally

Finally after all these years, I have the strength to say I'm over you, I hate you, I don't want anything to do with you. Because it has taken me this long to realise how immature you are, how much you've changed and now I wonder why I wasted my time and tears on you. It just makes me laugh to think about all the hurt I felt over you. I'm proud to say that I've learnt from our relationship, and I've grown from all the immature bullshit between us and I have moved on.