At My Bitter Expense
The feeling of pressure running toxins in my blood
And you claim it's all for humour, all misunderstood
I'm finding my feet and you smashing what's left into dust
You're breaking me and all I can feel is the pain in my heart
I'm not going home tonight, because your words will only haunt me there
Never can one soul hurt so much and leave me scared
All done for jest, at my bitter expense, but you're either wicked or unaware
I'm not letting you rule me now
I'm not letting you crush my heart
I'm through with wicked rules and wicked ways
With heavy heads and crooked games
Your friends act as dogs to an unrelenting master
They love you too, wool thrown over rose-tinted eyes
Cruelty reigns supreme in this world, a lesson to learn
But I can't bring myself to inflict your pain on others
I'm not staying here, because you'll only seek to tear me apart
Testing for a reaction that'll never come, and your eyes dare me to lash out
I thought respect would come in time, but it's not even a start
I'm not letting you rule me now
I'm not letting you crush my heart
I'm through with wicked rules and wicked ways
With heavy heads and crooked games
All that's left of me has gone
All that I've become has shattered
And you just laugh at my bitter expense
As if none of this even mattered
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