br0ken

A Poem....


You are a cancer, a cancer that infected me for way to long. A cancer I could of and should have gotten ride of so long ago. The hurt and heartache that came with everyone of the fights. The petty shit that shouldnt have been. You blame everyone else for your own short comings, when there is no one to blame but your self. Something that I do not regret, a long lasting mark on my heart and soul. The memories will haunt me forever, but never to be felt as longing for you again. There is nothing to say, nothing that can change your mind, about the truth and lies. Just the end, just the end. Why would we say the things weve said? Why would we do the things we did? An honest mistake taken to heart, a mark on my side that broke your heart, metal in my neck that I did not know would hurt you. I will never regret any of these; I will never wish them gone. Finding myself was never the issue, finding yourself might have been. This isnt meant to hurt you; I never meant to do that. Maybe not a scar on your heart, but a piece of mine broken.