Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Bitter

You're not worth it.
If I never told you, it's because I didn't see the point.
You thought we were cool, but I fooled you.
You're not worth the anger I feel.
The tears that streamed down my face.
Blood running down my back as I reach for the knife.
No one could love me, not even myself.
No one wanted me, not even you.
Forgive you for your mistakes, but you don't know what you did.
You didn't feel it.
You don't deserve it.
You're not worth it.

Not worth the medication.
Not worth the money for the cigarettes.
Not worth the feelings inside that eat me alive at night.
You'll never know what you really did until it happens to you.
Forgive you for your small error.
The one that left me feeling sick.
Feeling like I wasn't worth anyone's time or effort.
You tell me I'm bitter?
Yeah, I'm bitter.
I'm bitter for far worse things than you.
I resided that bitterness, carried it six feet into the ground.
Yeah I'm bitter, but only when I'm with you.

You're not worth my happiness.


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