romeo or paris

Was he always this bad
always taking what we had
i hate myself for loving him
for giving him my time
everything wasn't always meant to be
it started with a rhyme
he said the words
i repeated them effortlessly
tried so hard to feel them
useless i know
but couldn't shake the feeling though
everyday is hard
under his influence
he made me think he was a guard to block away the heavy rain
to sympathize the roaring pain
i hate him now and then
but sometimes i want to fall back into his arms again.





Join the Discussion

This article has 2 comments. Post your own now!

haley101 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jun. 8, 2013 at 10:36 am
oh my god. it's crazy how much I can relate to this poem. beautiful work. just letting you know also, I'm deleting those couple chapters from protection just in order to post a more revised version, and write a little more. thanks for being so supportive of my work.  
 
KAITO101 said...
Jun. 4, 2013 at 12:06 pm
i realy like this its really good write more pomes. okay:)
 
bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback