They will always tell me I'll get over my pain.
They'll try jokes and fill me with fleeting happiness.
It's useless
I am hurt
I am broken into pieces
Lost
They loved me and broke me. Tell me.
Perfectly fine
They twist my word. Then shove them down my throat.
They take my love to comfort themselves and forget me.
They use my heart to break others
Then throw me aside, like old furniture
Leaving nothing
I want to scream and cry and show them
real pain
Well you win, hate me
you wanted to see me hurt
I played your game
I was your pawn
your safety blanket
I was yours
I can only assume that this comes from real life experiences. Hopefully someday karma will come around the corner and smack them in the face. This piece is rather good. I like the way it flows. Its got a nice structure to it, it makes it more interesting. "I was yours" < my favorite part is the end. Those lines seem all too familiar. Good job, keep it up. ;)
Submission Name: Boys
