How many times do I have to tell you
I’m sorry for the things I’ve done
Just don’t feel sorry for this better heart-ed woman
But when I start to try to tell you
my heart sinks to the bottom of my belly
That’s when you try to console me
But our trouble’s only just begun
I tell myself too many times
Why don’t I learn to love myself?
That’s why it hurts so bad to know those words
will sting
That keep on falling from your mouth
I’m Falling
I’m Falling
Tell me…
Do I have the need to hurt you so
taking another piece of your heart
Such passions are these that fall apart landing in my lap
you look with a weary heart
a tear falls and a breath is taken
such passions are these that tough my lips and my sinful soul
but steal you take a dip and drink from it steal
a full class a cupful
Do I have the need to hurt for you?
Should I die a weary death and the angles take my last breath
these are moments I will not regret
Such passions are these that leave us yet
No one knows what our tow hearts have taken
taking a dip and drink from it yet
Sinful souls and a heartfelt dip we drink for it yet
and leave empty-handed and our classes tipped loosing it’s luster
it’s leftover shimmer
Do I need to hate or love you?
I know we argue and I know we fight
but really can our love win this fight?
Our love is like a Knight with a sword and shield
protecting its weakened crust
Do I have the need to be broken
I’ve shattered into a million pieces
leaving you to pick up my pieces
don’t think I changed my mind
for Hun..
I knew in due time you would see my broken rhyme
Do I have the need to ask?
Will my heart ever mend and be whole once again?

About Amanda D Shelton

Welcome Bat Brat's. I am the author of this page. I write poetry, I also create digital art. I am disabled I suffer from high functioning autism, cellular nerve damage, Dystonia, and Muscle dystrophy. My writing is a reflection of my thoughts and experiences. I blog because I love writing. I write because it's the way I learned how to express myself. I have difficulty relating to people. Poetry makes it possible for me to learn how to communicate. I have been told I am exhausting to speak to because I have a lot to say. My IQ is above 200. I was diagnosed at the age of 33 with high functioning autism and Autistic Savant Syndrome. I make friends very easily because I don't have boundaries and I am not shy. I am very honest and welcoming. I love people and animals. I always look forward to writing in my blog Gothic Realms | Dark Visions In The Night. I hope to see you there. Feel free to leave a comment and like my posts. Until we meet again I will be waiting eagerly and patiently.
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