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Feelings Don't Matter

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As Of Late It Feels Like My Feelings Don’t Matter..

So I’m Beginning To Question Why They Even Gather..

For Them To Be Bruised And Battered..

Or For Me To Feel The Pain Once More Of Them Being Shattered..

As I Sit Here And Tears Soak My Shirt..

Nobody Except Me Feels The Hurt..

It’s My Heart That Gets Dragged Through The Dirt…

I’m Beginning To Ask Is It All My Fault..

Am I The Reason My Wounds Keep Getting Filled With Salt..

I Don’t Know Whom To Blame..

My Feelings Just Get Played Like A Game..

Over And Over Again Like Multiple Lives..

Every Time It Happens I Feel Like I Get Stabbed With Sharper Knives..

The Wounds Never Heal They Just Scab Over..

The Scab Gets Pulled Back When My Feelings Get Ran Over..

1 Chick 2 Chick 3 Chick 4…

They Walking Out The Door..

While My Tears Are Hitting The Floor..

They Keep Walking And Feel No Remorse..

Tired Of Having My Feelings Getting Ran Through Like An Obstacle Course..

Over And Over Again With The Same Ending..

To Leave Me Sitting Here Pretending..

That It’s All Okay Everything Is Alright..

But In Reality I’m Soaking My Pillow With Tears At Night..

Finding It Hard To Breathe Cause My Lungs Become Tight..

So I Sit Up And Continue Crying Forming A Puddle At My Feet..

Having My Heart Beating At An Abnormal Beat..

My Heart Just Wants To Give Up And Take The Defeat..

Just Cause These Women Find The Need To Cheat..

So As I Sit Here And Feel The Pain With Every Passing Second..

The Puddle At My Feet Shows My Reflection..

Then I Begin To Blame Myself For What Has Transpired..

Making Me Believe That My Time For Love Has Expired..

All Over Women That I Once Admired..

With All The Crying And Hurt I Have Become Tired..

So It’s About Time This Poem Gets Retired..

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Phenomenal Paris says:

Amazing!

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bekz580 says:

Feel you on this one, Deep!

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