# Skottys poesi Author: skotty Jag har skrivit dikter i över 10 år (är 22) och dikterna har varit en terapi för mig. Den finaste dikten jag skrivit är den jag skrev till min mormors begravning (läste den högt) Här kommer den iallafall: _Jag är uppväxt med tron_ _Att du alltid kommer finnas där_ _Och att förlora dig.._ _Det har aldrig funnits i min värld_ _Du har ställt upp för mig i alla lägen_ _Funnits vid min sida genom hela livet_ _Jag är så tacksam för allt du gjort_ _Och förlåt för att jag har tagit dig för givet_ _Att jag är ditt barnbarn, att du är min mormor_ _Är jag så stolt och tacksam för_ _Du måste hjälpa oss igenom det här_ _Jag vet att du hör_ _Förlåt ännu en gång_ _För att jag åkte bort på din födelsedag_ _Jag vet att du ville att jag skulle åka_ _Men jag önskar att jag hade stannat kvar_ _Det sägs att tiden läker alla sår_ _Men det kommer aldrig sluta göra ont_ _Och tomrummet du lämnade efter dig_ _Det kommer alltid att vara tomt_ _Det finns så många stunder kvar i mitt liv_ _Som jag hade velat dela med dig_ _Du togs ifrån mig på tok för tidigt, mormor_ _Och du fattas mig_ _Men du är på en bättre plats nu_ _Och jag måste låta dig gå_ _Sov gott, min ängel_ _Jag älskar och saknar dig så_ ![](http://ifokus-assets.se/d77b29e001d9cfb29c0a2371e1b00a8c/shrink/700x/uploads/7c3/7c3defc9afa73193280a0da652b74643/297633-4226108247207-1824254581-n.jpg) ## Comment 1 Author: skotty Har skrivit en del på engelska också, _The missing piece_ _I hate that I still miss you every second and every minute of every day I hate that we used to be so close And now you're so far away I hate that you broke all your promises You swore you'd always be there I hate the fact that I'm in pain And you don't even seem to care I hate that I had to lose you When I never wanted to say goodbye I hate that you're happy When all I do is cry I hate the fact that I wasn't good enough When I really did my best This pain I feel is unbearable It feels like a huge hole has been punched through my chest I hate that she has you I hate that she has everything that used to be mine I hate that I feel so lost without you And that you're not standing by my side I hate it that you left I hate that we're apart  But most of all - I hate living my life Without this missing piece of my heart_ _\-_ _Done __ I'm done being the only one putting an effort in our relationship. __I'm done being the only one fighting, and the only one trying. __I'm done being ignored and humiliated, I'm done being taken for granted. __ I'm done crying over you and I'm done being hurt because of you. __I'm done giving out chances when nothing ever changes for the better. __I'm done wasting my time on you, and I'm done waiting for you. __ I'm done running after you whenever you decide to walk away. __I'm done begging for you to come back and I'm done taking you back. __I'm done loving and missing you, I'm even done thinking about you. __ I'm done staying with someone who obviously neither appreciates or deserves me. __And I'm ready to find someone who actually does. __I'm done with you. I am done with you. Done. _ _Oh, I'm so not done with you.._ _\-_ Sen en liten längre, (det är inte ens en "dikt") och ni behöver absolut inte läsa den om ni inte orkar. Ni behöver inte läsa någon av dessa, såklart, men ja.. Iallafall, den här skrev jag för några år sen, den handlar om samma person som i den första dikten, min bästa vän. _"I loved you. I loved me when I was with you. I loved us and everything we had. I loved our relationship and I loved how easy things were when I was with you, even though it seemed so hard at the time. __ But then I didn't know how hard it could be, and would be, without you. I never really thought about it. Actually, it never really crossed my mind. No, I never doubted you. Not even for a second. I believed in you, in us and in what we had. __ I thought that I finally had found someone who would stick around, someone who __wouldn't leave. I thought our friendship meant as much to you as it meant to me. __I thought you needed me as much as I needed you. And that's why I let you in like I did and gave you such a huge part of myself. I thought I was safe with you, because that's how you always made me feel. Safe. __ You were my best friend, and I built my whole world around you. So what do you think happened to me when you did what you did? Did it do you any good breaking all your promises to me? Are you proud of yourself? Does it feel good knowing you've hurt the one person who was there for you through it all? I was there all the time. I held your hand through every storm. I helped you through the toughest times of your life. __ I was your light in the darkness. I was! Not she. She didn't work her ass off to make you feel better, I did. Maybe I didn't always succeeded, but I did my best and I gave my everything to make you happy, to keep you from getting hurt again. And what did I get? Hurt! I got hurt! You hurt me! The last person I ever thought would hurt me, broke me! __ One day, when your perfect relationship isn't so perfect anymore, you'll remember me. You'll remember what I did for you and then you'll remember what you did to me. And you'll be sorry.. And me? You know what? I'll be happy somewhere else."_ ## Comment 2 Author: [Borttaget] Fint speciellt det till din mormor, lägg gärna ut fler dikter 🌺 ## Comment 3 Author: [Borttaget] #1 Vad fint du skriver. Man känner verkligen din smärta. Att gå vidare och bli lycklig är den bästa hämnden mot någon som gjort en illa. 😉