how do i know to trust you again
you hurt me one to many times
you broke too many promises
lie after lie
for every lie another cut
you made me cry one to many tears
for every tear another cut
you said sorry ten times
cut cut cut cut cut cut cut cut cut cut
ive given you so many chances and you let me done
why do i still love you
do i
you say you love me
cut
you say you miss me and need me
cut cut
you say you never meant to hurt me
cut
with every lie and tear
you kill me...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I think this poem is alright. I can see that you have seen and tasted the bitterness of love (haven't we all) and it seems that you've done a bit of bleeding onto the paper, which, to me, is good.