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Thank you Amonkie, your words and you are deeply appreciated. going through some really trying times and find in writing I am getting my feelings out.
She By Philkip Andrew Norris
She came into my life when I had given up hope
Around my heart she tied the hangman's rope
She taught me to love again
Erased the past's pain
But as we got closer she found ways to inflict hurt
Just push the knife deeper and tear out the heart then laugh at the hurt
Nothing was good enough nothing would make her happy
She would just laugh and say, "get rid of all you love if you want me."
Inflicting pain was her game
And she'd do anything in it's name
When she'd break I'd believe in her and support her like no other
Yet if I'd break she'd say I was weak and make sure I knew was beneath her
My dog was in her way
She'd tell me to get rid of it everyday
No matter what i did it wasn't good enough for her
She didn't care if it was my best, it wasn't good enough for her
So since she has left why do I miss her so
Why have I let my life be destroyed, and let my dreams to hell go
Why am I wanting to live in exile
Alone in my mind on my own little Isle
Thank God above I still have my dog
For the love in her eyes when she sees me, the bleeding her love will clog
With me she plays and lies
And knows how to bring a smile during one of my cries
I shall arise again for this I know
And I shall someday let this pain go
But until then I live so alone
For I lost the only woman's love I have ever known
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I just love people who use the excuse "I use/do this because I LOVE the feeling/joy/happiness it brings me" and expect you to be ok with that as you watch them destroy their life blindly following. My response is, "I like to put forks in an eletrical socket, just LOVE that feeling, can't ever get enough of it, so will you let me put this copper fork in that electric socket?"
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