"Gone Off Love and Hate"
• Written by PrayThruUrDreams
PrayThruUrDreams's Notes
Love is funny. How different it is, how it varies from person and how it is felt and expressed person to person. How we can hate somebody so much but love them even more. How love is felt through family, friends, and strangers who we think or know will be our soul mates. This piece is based on one of my true loves that I still love today. Even through the hurt. Knowing that even though I love her so bad, I may only have had this last memory of us together for all of our lives. It is also inspired by my loved ones who choose to leave or passed away.
Isn't it funny,/ How things change.../
Gone off Love and Hate./ One day it's "I love you",/
Then the next it's.../"Hi, how you doing" or,/ "Hey how you been."/
I just wanted to tell you,/ I miss you./ Even though your gone,/
Rest in Peace to the truly missed./
When I was young;/I wish I could have been more strong./
For the weak ones who were strong for too long./
I wish even now I had enough power,/
To project all of my emotions I've invested./
Speaking of;/ Love,/ It's funny to think we were only just/
Kids at the time,/ With dreams and shit;/ Thinking we was the shit/
Thinking.../ We could have had a kid and shit.../
I was just focused on the feelings that I gave into,/
Didn't realize how much I wanted you/ And didn't need you.../
After you left;/ Believe for a long time period I wept./
I just didn't want to live a single moment not with you.../
At the time,/ You made me so much better;/ At that time, /
I really did need you.../And in that same time,/ I believed in you.../
I believed you believed in me./ And till this day.../I still can't believe,/
I came to see the day we wouldn't be.../It was like bleeding for the first time
Hurting that bad,/ had me feeling like I was in a bind./
I always thought you would be down to ride or die./
But.../ Isn't it funny how things change,/ But stay familiar?
It's really funny though how similar/ The past and shit seems to stay the same./
Can history really be changed?/ Or will things continue to be this way?/
I remember everything so vividly./
Just speaking about it; remembering it,/ Like I'm still living the memory.
Steady but speechless./ What can I say?/ Just bad luck?/
What's even to be said anymore?/
I've felt like every single moment,/ Wasn't worth the fuck./
Like every fuck that I had given,/ Was taken for granted./
Every single bit of effort/
Didn't give a yard let alone a single inch./ It's obvious;
Luck or fortune is what I don't have enough of.../
I ask why am I here?/ What was it all worth?/ What was it all really for?/
I've survived every other battle,/ Every other war./
A curse can easily be turned as a blessing./
The hardship of will, is enough to kill./ Wanting to succeed and be happy.../
Everything else I don't give a damn./
I just want the people I love to stop leaving,/
I just want my feelings to be more than grieving./
Gather our hands,/ And together we pray./
For the ones we keep in our hearts till this day,/
Even though their gone;/ They'll never be too far away./
Love never dies;/ and sometimes neither does hate.
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PrayThruUrDreams
Member since April 30 2015