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Monday, 13 September 2010
Relationships Part I
See/ I dunno what I did to make you wreak/ Havoc on my heart/ But to suss it out/ Well I guess I gotta go right back to the start/ Yuo abused my trust, I still can't believe what you did, it's like our relationship has gone from perfect to bleak/ Our connection is unique/ Our love antique/ When I think of you my knees go weak/ I can't speak/ But that all changed when you decided to sneak/ Behind my back and betray me. Wow, you got some cheek/ Don't ya? Bet you never thought I could have a nasty streak/ Now you're up shit creek/ Without a paddle. You lay your heart down, I keep a veil of mystique/ If you could take a peek/ Into my mind, just one glance will show my mental technique/ I wanna hurt you like you hurt me, I may appear weak/ But I'm certainly not meek/ See I know you're not perfect but I never thought you were oblique/ I started to believe we were meant to be/ That you loved me/ But the way you fucked me up, wow that was neat!/ In the fight for my life that feels like trick or treat/ You definitely have me beat/ You tore me/ apart, now I'm incomplete/ Your deceit/ Speaks volumes to me/ i don't wanna fight, after all I'm not made of re/inforced concrete/ I give up, I retreat/ You lied to me/ You're just another cheat/ You treat/ me like a piece of meat/ Why don't you grab a ringside seat?/ I walk down these streets/ Feeling like it's my fault, I must be obsolete/ I won't ever claim to be perfect, I'm definitely not elite/ 'Cuz I know I was never good enough, tryin' to keep up with you is some unbelievable feat/ I'm freaking out right now, quick, where's the ejector seat?/ My sanity is crashing down like Wall Street/ In 1929. It's true, to be honest, without you, I'm not complete/ I can't sleep/ Can't eat/ Without you, I'm no athlete/ Unlike you. Right now, i refuse to be discreet/ You really must fucking hate me/ After what you did to me/ What you've done to me/ Made me feel like I was nothing, when all I ever did was be there for you when you felt shitty/ Picked you up when others put you down like you were dirt/ You didn't just betray me/ You hurt/ me/ But you were always too busy/ With Carly, Lara/ or Tara/ This is the point where you'll try and calm me down, tell me it's all in my mind. But no! I will assert myself/ Because I'm alert/ To the fact that you're purposely trying to avert/ My attention/ Can't you feel the tension/ In the room? Bet you're feeling some suspension/ Apprehension/ But I'll keep it going a little longer, 'cuz you wore me out with your games, what I'm feeling is out of your comprehension/ Shall I just take you/ To the heart/ Of why I refuse/ To trust you?/ I refute/ Your claim that you don't hate me/ This anger is constantly building up, I'm feeling like the Incredible Hulk. I wanna teat off my shirt. I've grown still, and inert/ But I'm shaky, I'm about to wobble like Gelatine/ and fall like the machine/ at the end of the Terminator, and like that I'll get back up and get back into my routine/ All these words are just a smokescreen/ Distracting away from the true heart/ Of the matter/ The problem is whenever we get close, "the love kickstarts/ again", I'm tired of it/ So fuck it/ I'm sick of this shit/ You broke me down, but I'm buildin' it/ Back up, bit/ By bit/ "Brick/ By boring Brick"/ Like Paramore named their song, fuck it/ I've had enough of this stupid shit/ Before you get close, I'll leg it/ Before I lose it/ Curb it/ I'm trying to acquit/ My heart from the way it feels for you, I refuse to admit/ My feelings, you tell me that you're sorry, I don't buy it/ I'm sick of fighting, I submit/ I'm one step short of tombstoning into this spike pit/ I dream about the times our expectations failed to meet/ Our hands should be entwined/ Our lives combined/ Like Tulisa said "You only get one chance, don't get nine"/ Remember when I wrote "Fireworks"?/ I was tired of being treated like a jerk/ I know you have your quirks/ But you used them to draw me/ in, then merk/ me/ Brought me back to Earth/ With a bump/ Why did you treat me as if I was a chump?/ Acted as if I'm a cunt?/ With your games, done with this shit, all you made me do was compete/ Against Tara/ Carly and Lara/ In that order. Well you know what? You score a penalty. One - Nil. Ninetieth minute. The referee blows. The crowd roars/ It's over, you won/ I'm done./
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this is VERY powerful. full of rage and anger. wow. stumped. x
ReplyDeleteI am aware the font size and colour makes it hard to read, as I have just noticed :D
ReplyDeleteI have also noticed that as they are shown in reverse chronological order (as in the newest published posts come first) it is hard to see the link of the three pieces (Relationships I, II, and III) but they are meant to be part of the same piece, just with time in between... So there is meant to be a progression
lol yeah it is, i keep having to squint!!
ReplyDeleteit's cool i realised this :-) x
Is it easier to read now?
ReplyDeleteits not toooooo bad x
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