I just want to be honest <br />I’ve made some bad mistakes <br />Wonder if I held my own ground <br />I’ll never forget the look on your face <br />And as I try to come to <br />My senses crash and burn <br />Reminded how you tore out my insides <br />I was a game and it was your turn. <br /> <br />Drift away <br />So led astray <br /> <br />There won’t be a next time <br />There won’t be a happy ending for you <br />After the way you went behind my back <br />You think I care to go through <br />Playing guessing games and breathing in <br />The toxin of your love <br />Sing a song of sick remains <br />I won’t let you be the death of me. <br /> <br />Caring… <br />For… <br />Lights… after dark <br /> <br />This is where we’ve come to <br />Trying to begin again <br />But I won’t be fighting for your cause <br />Forcing you to be reminded <br /> <br />Focus on subsequential <br />Ideas of self-restraint <br />Been hear for you all the time <br />Don’t want to here your name <br />And as I tear the last memory <br />Believe I’ve had enough <br />Conscious of a single feeling <br />I still want to be loved <br /> <br />But not by you.<br /><br />Christopher's Dead<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-turn-8/
