amanda de la cuz
Forgetting - Poem by amanda de la cuz
The world that we live in is unperfect.
People we choose to have relationships with
are not right for us.
I guess I was naive to think that my first
real relationship would work out.
That's what I am though, always the naive
little girl who can't see through the fog.
It's hard forgetting the one person that
you wish you could wipe out all memory
Your heart feels like an open cave and
Loose sight and sound the picture is
focused then blurred.
He's a liar
They are all liars.
Your life depends upon these lies.
People are trapeze artist, tiny dancers.
They pull the strings up that hold my
heart in place.
It will be hard to pull all of those strings
up by myself, but maybe I never needed
I can work hard and long enough to fix
my heart in with steel.
No one will ever lie to me again.
I've tried for the longest time to become
what others want most for me to be.
They play games silly silly games
No one truly cares it's all a matter of
win or loose.
But no one is actually winning.
We're all tallying up something resembling
Am I truly done?
Or am I so alone that I would allow
someone to feast upon my soul just
for the comfort of their teeth?
Am I so ignorant?
I thought I was happy but maybe the only
thing that made me happy was the fact
that I had someone to share the hours
and days with.
Someone sick enough to play love but
not actually mean it?
Can you be addicted to poison?
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