Still fumbling for words <br />Though the tears of the hurt and the pain of <br />My heart tearing into pieces <br /> <br />Because of you <br />I’m tired of fighting this up hill battle <br />But when you’re holding her now <br />I’m still standing here <br />You don’t see me in distress <br />You still think I’m happy were just friends <br />It’s like I’m bleeding internally from you stabbing my heart <br />From knowing that I’m not what you want <br />I’m losing at this game that you are winning at <br />I loose every time because I am no longer able to win <br />You make this so <br />When you holding her hand <br />When you’re kissing her undeserving lips <br />I fumble for words again trying to show you <br />How deep the right girl has feelings for you but you are too blind to see <br />But people who can see in the day are blind in the dark <br />But the people who are blind in the day <br />They are the ones who have the clearest outlook at life within their dreams <br />I am blind during the day from the tears I cry <br />Then at night I can see though the tears in my dreams <br />I dream a dream of only you loving me <br />In these dreams she does not exist <br />This dream is almost perfect until the black evil ghosts <br />I try to hide but always seam to come out at the worst time <br />They make you see the side of me that is a horrible person <br />A person that her heart is dark with dirty blood <br />Of all the times she’s died <br />The rays or sunshine are like the smiles you used to put on my face <br />They all come and go <br />In the great morning light here I go again thinking <br />If I step out the door I hide my feelings behind for so long <br />I’ll change your mind or sneak into your heart <br />But that would be like shooting the president and thinking <br />You’ll get away with it<br /><br />Mrs. Cynosure<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/because-of-him-4/
