All those times you blamed me
For the things i didnt do
All those times you came to me
To talk our problems through
I must take the chance to end this all
I lost control, I took the fall
I've been lost and so confused
Felt ignored and abused
Every time I did something nice
I somehow do you wrong
You make sick with your lies
I try my best to be strong
So hard this hurts
This piece of paper with a few words
Written with blood, ink and one tear
Written for the one that does not care
I don't know just what went wrong
You kept on thinking I was strong
But I was weak, my soul was dying
And in the end, I stopped trying
I would cry and die inside
Nothing was good enough
Though I really tried
The one thing thats needed was love
To fix this life already lost
To go back the road that I crossed
Now the shame will be forever hidden
In the tragedy of something you wish I didn't
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem