Katellyne Baker

(4/24/94 / Oxnard, Calirfornia)

Yet All I Wanted Was You


Blackness surrounded us like a swarm of flies
in which were casted up from satan's layer,
or shall i say...your home.
All you ever could ever do was tell me lies after lies.

Yet all i wanted was you.

You twisted my heart and ringed my pulsing blood out
to the extent where i couldn't even shout.
You stole what was left of me and pushed me out the door,
so hard that i fell straight to the stone cold floor.

Yet all i wanted was you.

Now and then you intrude on my dreams,
only to awake me with a lost daze
of what i once thought was love, but was nothing but a
hateful phase.

Though everyday i carry with me the pain and sorrow
of the damage you burned my heart in.
Black ashes fell to the floor,
after i whispered
'No more, no more.'

No more will i ever feel the sorrow.
Not today, and certainly not tomorrow.
You tossed me in a pit of fire,
seeing nothing but watching what i once had drift
higher and higher.

You've accomplished damaging me
enough to kill me twice.
Oh yes, i've paid the price...
Of only wanting you.

Submitted: Monday, May 05, 2014

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