the comparison effect

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    the comparison effect

    i feel so alone,
    no one seems to know,
    I feel dark inside,
    i try to escape the pain,
    but i just can't

    you are my life,
    and look what you've done
    you made me a mess inside and out,
    i trusted you, and you let me down,
    now i feel like i'm slowly dying inside.

    My body feels like it's shutting down more and more
    with each passing day,
    everything i do or say is always wrong.
    all we ever do anymore is fight.

    I hate myself both inside and out,
    i'm nothing compared to what she is,
    she's beautiful, and i'm just the plain
    one nothing specail.

    you've made this bed your laying in,
    but i'm messed up in the head again,
    i can't let it all go, i can't move on,
    everything you two said, and
    what you two did that night, I cannot forget.

    Memories of us linger in my head, I thought
    we were happy, I thought we could beat this,
    I need to move on, I need to let go. It's burning
    up inside, it's bringing me down. This whole
    thing has consumed me what should I do.

    I dont wanna say goodbye, yet I cant face the
    truth, That what me and you once had is
    no more it's gone. She took everything I
    had and turned my world completly upside down.

    I compare myself to her in so many ways, but
    I cannot figure out what is it about her that you liked.
    what made you cheat on me and break my heart.

    Was it those beautiful eyes of hers that you loved to
    look into so much, or her long pretty hair that always
    seemed to fall perfectly in place. Maybe it was how
    she made you feel, or the things you longed to hear.
    Whatever the reason may be, I'll never be able to
    compare, like I said she's perfect in every single way.

    She gave you feelings that I obviously could not give to you,
    she's the girl you loved at first sight, and will be the girl that
    forever holds your heart.







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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    Baybewolfe’s Poems (7)

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