Tshirts N Teddybears Poem by krissi b'williams

Wearing ur old tshirt, the 1 you left the last time you were here
reading it over and over, a little louder each time
this note....you wrote
promising to 4ever be mine
ive stayed away 4m the love songs
didnt matter if they were happy nor sad
ive tried to play it off, like im just fine n strong
but them sad songs
made me realize that im not that strong
n the happy songs just make me mad
so here i sit....wearing your ol' tshirt
just reliving it....filled with craziness n anger and hurt
clinging to my ol' teddybear that im using to brush away
the tenth-thousand tear, that ive cried 2day
a thousand tears is way to soon....Especially since its only noon
i just popped a pill, that the doctor prescribed to me
its supposed to make me relax, n take the edge off reality
its supposed to make me numb and uncaring
its supposed to help me sleep, so my mind n heart can do some repairing
i'd bet you, that i'd fail the crazy exam
bcuz here i lay, now here i stand...just as i am
swallowing the happy pill that's not worth a damn
being lazy...and looking crazy
as i hold my big ol; teddy bear
who; s looking back at me with this blank stare
as i stand in front of the mirror, in just my panties and your ol tshirt
the image reflecting back at me, is 1 of raw emotions, such as anger n hurt
at least me....and your old T
have something in common, something 2 share
you left it behind...just like me
both of us you used to luv to wear
now you've discarded us both without sympathy, nor empathy
i wish the tides..........would turn
and let my agony slide....in2 Ur mind
so then your heart would learn..what it feels like to burn
and the bear, and the T...
and most of all me
would get the gift of a broken heart reprieve....then you'd see
exactly what you've done to me...
oh the element of surprise
when all of a sudden your heart... starts....to tear apart
and then the tenth=thousand and 1 tear, would fall 4m your eyes
dont you see....how good that would be?
that would be so very sweet...a god=gifted treat
your heart would ache.....so damn painfully
that your strentgh would break...insaneally
over me! ! !
it would be so fitting
just the image of you sitting...........there
deja-vu
holdin an ol'shirt of mine, and my old teddy bear
with its blank eyes now staring at you!
wouldnt it be so fitting.....if i was the 1 who was sitting
at the bar, having me a glass
laughing with the girls, just having myself a blast
not thinkinking of you, nor the past......and instead of crying, i was able to laugh
bcuz the reversal of the curse, it now belonged to you
bcuz i had called it quits, and it was me who....out of the blue
broke your heart into 2! ! !
revenge would be great...it would give me a break
in succeeding...of what im needing
to toss out this damn ol' T-shirt of yours
and lift myself, and my heart up off the floor
pull myself 2gether, n 4get you altogether
get a case of amnesia....and be as free as a
bird, or the wind
and have everyday new again
my point being.....that you'd best start believing
what comes around goes around
and vice-versa
i hope it happens that you get double curses
just a friendly reminder
4m the 1 you left behind
that history repeats itself, you will soon find
that repeated history is often hell
especially when it happens to you...bcuz your not immune
revenge is not blind...and yeah it may take some time
just remember that saying.....
'do unto others as you'd have done unto you'
you best start repenting...
i even suggest you start praying
b4 your the 1 whose clinging to that ol T-shirt and teddy bear
crying your eyes out bcuz shes no longer there