How many times?

How many times will this happen?
How many times will you say?
“I’m done with that Moving on “
but there you sat
staying in the same place.
When will this end?
this string of heart ache.
You twist and you bend,
I don’t want to see you break.
So I ask
how many times will you keep going back?
How many times will you change your mind?
Common sense is what you lack.
I thought you realized,
I thought you knew
how much you’ve compromised
I thought you knew it too
but you go back on your word
You never come through.
You talk the talk,
what you say isn’t true,
You can’t walk the walk.
Can you not see the cue?
Walk away now,
I don’t think I can take it anymore.
I see where you were,
I see how far you’ve come,
but now it doesn’t look like you’ve gone far.
I know it’s a struggle
but after this much time
you’d think you’d realize by now.
So I ask you,
I ask you again
how many times will you lie?
How many times will you let this go on?
How many times will you make me want to cry?
I can’t take it anymore.
I can’t take it anymore.
Will this never end?

I can't live without You

I’ve come to see it all,
the bigger picture.
I can’t live without you.
I could live without all the money in the world
I could live without a house,
a roof over my head.
I could live without possesions
or even without any friends.
I’d still be alive
I’d still breath
but without you
everything falls apart.
Even if I seemed to have “everything”
You hold everything together
I can’t live without you

Tears

I've never fought the tears this hard,
never thought it'd be this hard to say goodbye
but here I am
in your arms,
last hug goodbye
I will not cry.
Determined but weak
the tears
they do leak.
I turn my head in my pride
but give up,
at least I can say I tried

Stood Up

I'm still waiting,
waiting for you to come.
Sitting on the bench
an hour after it ended
still hoping,
watching every car go by,
stifling every tear I cry
with my last piece of cake.
I feel like I'm on a date
being stood up.
I can't even say you're late
cause you won't come.
I think about all promises.
Why do I believe anyone?
I've been let down many times,
given my heart to the people I love,
not an ounce in return.
I called you family
I called you friend,
now I say goodbye,
it's your last chance,
the end.

A Thought

He acted like a child. Not in the way that he was immature, but that he was extremely curious about everything. Always thinking. Speaking of things that no one had though of. His mind was fresh and unpolluted by the world's set ways. It was flexible and could bend and think in a way that was unheard of to most of our culture. Some would laugh at his comments and suggestions, but I knew the genius behind, what seemed to most, like ignorance. Only I knew that it was really intelligence.