I am blowing it all
To smitherines
My lies have their own personalities
Wasting my energy trying to figure this shit out.
Never knowing what my lies are about!
So forget it leave it to me
I am the one being blown to smitherines
Self-destruction was their plan
Their words hit me like a grown man.
If they do the pain over and over again
Then why do I stay around
Waiting for the next hit?
Because I want to be blown to smitherines.
Feel the pain pounding through my veins
Make the red rain fall.
And bounce to the floor like a ball.
It splatters to the floor like broken glass
Nice to finally see me breake my fall.
Please keep your sympathy,
I dont deserve it!
My conscious tears me up inside knowing that
I will never change
Knowing I will die with a heavey soul.
Knowing I will never mean my apologies
So why even try?
amanda garcia
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-m-blowing-it-to-smitherines/
