The Fuck-Over Of The Year

You’re nothing but a painful memory
A bitch I use to know
What picks at me the most
Is that I gave you my everything
And suddenly I’m the bad guy
In your eyes I’m a prick for caring
I’m an asshole for spending countless hours listening to you vent
I’m a bitch for spending my whole summer, and every weekend at your house just so you wouldn’t cut
I’m a dick for holding your arms and legs down so you wouldn’t punch yourself
I’m jerk for taking away time from my family, just so I could be with you
I’m just a fucking monster for crying myself to sleep and biting my nails off worried sick I would wake up and you'd be gone
And I asked you to do one thing for me and it’s too much to ask
Now I’m sitting in the trash because I wasn’t good enough for you
No, fuck you.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

excuse the language, but this is how I vent.

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mellow's picture

Can totally relate - Motto of

Can totally relate - Motto of the year: Fuck it, let's go home....

battlepink's picture

This is filled with emotion

This is filled with emotion and is very good. I agree with ShaneMc 100%, don't excuse yourself, write what you feel; thats what its about. I feel great everytime I get to drop the F bomb in a poem. (and I do it a lot)
Keep it Up!!!

dillytoad's picture

Very strong emotion flows

Very strong emotion flows from this.