The Used (poem)

The used
by Bobby Cardozo

Sorry this,
Sorry that,
For a minute you meant this,
A second later you ask what.

You moaned,
You growl,
Of times of bad.
You ignore,
You spit,
The best we've had.

How do you see me,
Am i too good for you,
How do you let this be,
What bring benefits to you.

After all the years you used me,
All all the memories was all for free,

You see,
You used me,
I understand,
but you hear me,
for what turns around,
comes around.
I bet my life,
I'll be the one,
who will stomp you,
down to ground.

Suffer is just a tideous word,
I will bring you hell,
mark my words.

Lately asyik buat mellow kind of poem je. Pelik. Next time i will try to do something else mcm poem utk org nak kahwin ke, poem naik bas ke, poem beli nasi lemak ke... hmm.. will try that.

Deleting off!!

" Light, like the flutter of wings, feel your hollow voice rushing into me
As you're longing to sing
So I... I will paint you in silver, I will wrap you in cold
I will lift up your voice as I sink" Silver and Cold by A.F.I