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Lost
Confused
Heart ache
Disorientated
All of these things bottled up
Felt by the one that was hurt
Unable to let it out once again
But this time it was worse
Because unlike last time
She didn't have him
But the pain
Wasn't from him
That was pain dealt with
A pain she had endured
But this new pain
A sharper pain
Killing inside
Wasn't from him
But from the friend
The so called 'Best' friend
The one she needed there
The one that disappeared
Only to be found again
This time with him
Having pushed him away
From the one she called a friend
Only to take him herself
Her boyfriend, unsure
Knowing of it,
But not sure
What to do
Now she sat there
Trying to cry once again
The one she opened up to
Had turned her back on her
Separated the couple
She put together
So now, maybe
Just maybe
She will cry
To let it out
Let it go
To cry
Once done
She will retreat
Lock the doors
Hide the key
To her heart
Keep herself
From feeling this
This pain that numbs
Ever again because twice
Is more than enough
But she didn't learn
The first time around
Confused
Heart ache
Disorientated
All of these things bottled up
Felt by the one that was hurt
Unable to let it out once again
But this time it was worse
Because unlike last time
She didn't have him
But the pain
Wasn't from him
That was pain dealt with
A pain she had endured
But this new pain
A sharper pain
Killing inside
Wasn't from him
But from the friend
The so called 'Best' friend
The one she needed there
The one that disappeared
Only to be found again
This time with him
Having pushed him away
From the one she called a friend
Only to take him herself
Her boyfriend, unsure
Knowing of it,
But not sure
What to do
Now she sat there
Trying to cry once again
The one she opened up to
Had turned her back on her
Separated the couple
She put together
So now, maybe
Just maybe
She will cry
To let it out
Let it go
To cry
Once done
She will retreat
Lock the doors
Hide the key
To her heart
Keep herself
From feeling this
This pain that numbs
Ever again because twice
Is more than enough
But she didn't learn
The first time around
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So how I feel right now. The first poem, Crying was partly about me.Well this one is completely about me. I found out today that my ex-boyfriend went out with my best friend last Saturday, a week after we broke up. She was the one who put us together. I knew he was cheating on me or at least knew he had another girl lined up to take after we broke up. But I just didn't think.... I mean she is still with her BF and they've been on and off for years. This time it's like 8 months. We've been best friends for a couple of years. I should have seen it they both stopped talking to me about the same time and she would see him more than I saw him since he always hung out with her boyfriend.
Sorry venting a little since I can't cry (at least not for emotions, well except for frustration/anger. I can cry for pain and frustration/anger). Then I can't talk about it to anyone the one I could betrayed me. As you can tell not quite thinking right. I'll fix this poem when my head is a little clearer like I did that last one. That one was actually written like 2 weeks ago.
Sorry venting a little since I can't cry (at least not for emotions, well except for frustration/anger. I can cry for pain and frustration/anger). Then I can't talk about it to anyone the one I could betrayed me. As you can tell not quite thinking right. I'll fix this poem when my head is a little clearer like I did that last one. That one was actually written like 2 weeks ago.
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