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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