*you made me forget how to love,
and there was not much i was left proud of.
you carried me through a hurricane's reform,
but left me a stray during the after storm.
you held me at night when i cried,
but held her as much as i.
you left me thinking you were my armour, you were the one,
but you knew this wasn't a battle i would've won.*
so let me tell you something my love, don't you ever hold a butterfly and tell her she's beautiful if your eyes are laid on many more of her kind.
Aug 6, 2014
Aug 6, 2014 at 11:23 PM UTC
you said you'd drown in my tears
if it meant being with me
but you see, you were always under water
with one hand drowning in the density of my sobs
and the other over the surface holding her
Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 12:05 AM UTC
you never cared
they say you never stutter to the things you call home, and i was never one to flinch to the sound of broken promises and holocaust
but then i met you
they warn us about the drugs in the streets and dangers of heights but I’ve never been warned that a drug can be a person, and that danger can be in your smile
i took inside me all your pains and we watched them burn within me together, and until today i still cough up ashes of the fire that lived under my skin
so why did we ever bleed the only love we had and covered the wounds in sheets of apathy
i saw even angels getting lost in the seams of your devilish smile
and now all i have left is my torrid burning throat and the walls that never listened
I’ve learned that everything i touch i shatter, too bad I’ve never touched your heart
and you never cared
oh if only i had more say to who my heart decides to love
but no, I’m always left a helpless slave to the pulsing inside my chest
and like athe voices in my head that cant stop screaming your name, i never slept or had enough of you
i craved the blood in your lips and the veins on your arms
i kissed you like i was drowning and you were air
i saw the light in you no matter what
like the dusk of the morning or an after storm
but you never cared
you never cared that i stock around
even when i realized you were more of poison than medicine to me
and i was so addicted to the way you made the hair on my arm prickle and the beat of my heart race
that i loved the toxic that was you
the toxic was killing me
you were killing me
but i never cared
Jul 20, 2014
Jul 20, 2014 at 11:57 PM UTC