Don't touch me.
Never again will I let you hurt me.
The bruises on my wrists in the
shape of your fingers trace a
unkept promise.
All those times you told me you
loved me were all a lie.
Fool me once shame on you, fool
me twice shame on me.
All this time I thought we could make
it work.
But those delusions no longer exsist.
Now I truely see what is real.
The glass from broken beer bottles
all over the floor.
My blood stains the carpet.
And the numerous puke puddles.
I want out of this relationship but I
know I wont make it past the door.
With your gun at my back I turn around
to my life long prison.
Until you finally kill me.
 KariH8sEvry1 · Tue May 17, 2005 @ 03:06am · 0 Comments |
