Another fucking love poem
I'm done with relationships...
done following these naked scripts
What happen to being real? All I see is people actin' fake 'n shit.
Let's face it kid's, nowadays people don't know what faithful is
You're only valued for what you can either make or give
No one wants to grow together*on this road to forever
People would rather walk on by than to coast together
I hoped I would never get this way, broken and lost in pain
I don't even hope for someone new anymore, I've lost to the game
Im*Hanging up the towel, destined to forever be alone
Still it's somewhat peaceful ...knowing no one is at home.
Lately I've been struggling to feel, having these massive thoughts of suicide
Arguing with myself, "who has the stronger will, you or I?"
All I've come up with are these stupid lies I use to fool my foolish eyes
believing one day I'll be more than just some useless guy who should have died
I'll be honest some days are harder than others, I mean most days I awkwardly suffer
Worn out and lost all my luster, empty inside, toil at night, endlessly rustling covers.
Will leave some feed tonight ❤
Last edited by Just Write; 01-30-2019 at 12:06 PM.
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