I Thought You Loved Me Já, þetta er önnur tilraun mín til að gera ljóð og ég veit að það er mikið að laga svo endilega benda mér á hvað ég gæti gert betur =)



It happened so fast, It was over so quickly,
was it a dream or a reality?
You took me in your arms and held me tightly,
you were so beautiful, and I thought you were trustworthy.

I thought I was lucky, I thought I was free,
but then you crushed me,
like a tiny bug on the street.
and the horror washed over me like the sea.

Oh, how I thought I had lived it,
I thought I had survived.
Now I see how wrong I was,
my heart stopped beating and nothing was alive.

It was hard to believe that you were meant for me,
and I didn't, but I enjoyed it anyway.
My eyes could not close ‘cause I was afraid I would no longer see,
You lied that you loved me and I believed.

But then you punched me so hard, right through my heart with a knife,
leaving a big, black hole and the darkness behind.
Will I ever be whole, and am I alive?
That are the thoughts going through my mind.

You left me in a pool of my own blood,
leaving me crying and crushed.
I remember it now, how you laughed at me,
you thought it was funny how I begged and sobbed.

Although you hurt me,
so deeply, it was black,
then the shredders of my heart
still think back.

I long for the moments when you whispered in my ear,
and the long, rainy days we spent in each others arms.
But then you left me lying on the ground screaming, but nobody could hear.
But I can’t help to think, if you were just playing and you meant no harm?

But now you are gone and never coming back
to the pity, little room called my heart.
There will always be echos, crying for you
but everything else is black.
The word ‘politics’ is derived from the word ‘poly’, meaning ‘many’, and the word ‘ticks’, meaning ‘blood sucking parasites’.