a poets love can be written but not seen,
their heart poured on the page for you to read,
heart break could last for days, poems upon poems,
their empty souls tears laying on the pages you see,
hearts have so much pain to much to take, till its to late,
their guns are loaded and the pain is almost over,
heart to heart, its all over

you hated me
you hated that I smoked
you hated that I could not sit still
you hated that I have scars
you hated
me

I loved you
the way you smiled
the way could stay calm
the way you laughed
I loved
you

now I hate you
because you left me
but I still really
love you

welcome to society
where the kids cry rivers and the adults are to stressed to go work
where the sun shines daily but never in their hearts
where the kids load guns and the adults tie nooses
where society cry's for the ones they've killed
welcome to society

press it against my skin
count my calories
forget to sleep

head down
as i drown
in what was
once a real
human

you asked me not to smoke
i asked you to stay
you wanted someone else
i wanted you
you pressed your lips on someone else
i pressed a cigarette to mine
both forgetting what was expected