A poem/song (could become either) about breaking up with someone you love, not because you want to, but because it’s probably best for the other person. It also speaks of the torturous, shocking pain that accompanies learning to say good-bye … and stay away.

And here’s to all those promises I never shoulda made

And all those split-second decisions ’cause I just couldn’t wait

But I waited for you.

And here’s to all my saying I won’t leave your side

And here’s to all the broken dreams that led to talk of suicide

But I’m still alive.

 

Do you think that you’re alone because I left?

I did it for you.

Do you think you’re dying ’cause you can’t catch your breath?

I did it for you.

Is it really time to say good-bye?

Oh, I did it for you.

Is it now you that tells me to wipe the tears from my eyes?

I gotta be stronger, gotta do it for you.

 

My mistakes have led me so many miles from you

And, God knows I’d kill to make you happy again

Maybe that’s what I get, this is what I get

For falling for my best friend.

My head resting on your shoulder

I wish it weren’t over

But it’s time to turn off the flames

I wish I could make it all go away

 

But, do you think you’re alone because I left

I did it for you.

Do you think you’re dying ’cause you can’t catch your breath?

You know I did it for you.

I could never do it for myself

Tuck the memories away on a dusty shelf

It needs to be done for you.

 

I know you’re living in hell every day

So do me a favor

Pretend I don’t exist

And regret it later

And, honestly, I only found what I always wanted today

The scenes play out in my head, it wasn’t supposed to be this way

I’m so torturously confused as I crawl away in shame

Tryin’ to pinpoint an answer, tryin’ to place the blame

But, crawl or run, this is how it has to be

I love you, good-bye, please forget me

 

Do you think you’re alone because I left?

I feel like I’m dying, with my head on your chest

But I did it for you.

I pack my bags and bite back tears

Bite back memories of bygone years

Does it really only get worse?

My mind is running in reverse

I’m doing my best to move, move on

But my legs are shaking

I convulse with pent-up sobs

My heart is breaking

And, honestly, I just can’t breathe as the tears sting my eyes

Choking on the reasons I said why

Watching your face as I walk away is the hardest thing I’ll ever do

But I know inside it was all worthwhile because I did it for you.

 

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