You saw my heart, broken on the floor;
You slowly turned and sauntered, heading towordw the door;
You could hear the sound, of my life crashing down on me,
This was a sight you thought, that you just had to see.
You turned around expecting, to see the tears I've cried;
but rather what you saw, as you looked into my eye,
WAS
I wont be your' victim, no matter what you say,
I dont want to be apart, of the foolsih games you play;
I wont be your victim, no matter what you do,
even though in my heart, I am so in love with you!
I wont be your victim. I wont be your victim.
Six months or so has passed, when I saw you on the street,
Sad I thought to myself, your looking mighty beat;
Time has not been kind to you, since that fatel day,
You turned and walked out of my life, because your games I wouldnt play.
I wont be your victim, no matter what you say,
I do'nt want to be a part, of the foolish games you play;
I wont be your victim, no matter what you do,
For in this life I now live, I am so over you!
I wont be your victim! I wont be your victim!
amazing i can really relate to this i feel as though this piece brings to light what so many people including myself want to do, but just don't have the strength. great job
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
excellent sad abstract poem, deep ideas well embedded, thank you for sharing..........10+++++