I'm friendly
But I have a mean stigma about me.
I want to open myself up,
But the anecdotal fears haunt me.
I love,
But I'm never loved truly.
You see me,
You want me,
You fool me.
I'm to blame,
I'm clearly naive,
I'll show my wounds,
My heart on my sleeve.
I'm the guilty,
Of giving too much,
Draining my all into others,
Who don't give a ****.
Do I give up,
Or continue filling my flimsy cone shaped cup?
The thing about love is,
When you're giving it out,
There's always enough.
-Wordz

The difference
between
your
&
our
is
"Why"

I broke my own heart,
And in a fit,
My assembly line threw up their hands,
And they all quit.
I need a custodian,
To come clean me up
Mop up my tears,
And sweep the dust.
Any repairman for hire,
I've broken my heart,
And the warranty has expired.

I bury myself in my poetry,
Or does this poetry bury me?
I review and edit and double check every line,
I dot every "i" and cross every "t".
I've lost the person, who knew how to speak,
I've found a new voice, in my poetry.
I build myself up for the most impossible things,
I get lost in the fear of the possibility of never being.
Never being seen,
Never being heard,
Shouting my poetry, to nothing but the birds.
I get lost in my poetry,
My poetry never lost me.
I'm perched high in the land of nevermore,
In my poet tree.

Please don't love me,
I can't reciprocate,
I've no heart left,
Please don't resuscitate.

Please don't love me,
I can't feel a thing,
My heart is stone,
My tears are acid they burn and sting.

Please don't love me
I can't comprehend,
The line between stranger,
The line beyond friends.

Please don't love me,
It hurts to feel so good,
Knowing you'll leave me,
Knowing you should.

Please don't love me,
Please do not try,
Please don't give me your shoulder,
Please let me cry,
Please just forget me,
You're so good at that,
Please don't love me,
Please don't give me my love back,
I'll never lose my love,
As long as I know the last place I left it at.

It hurts the most,
You were never mine.
I constantly think of you,
But you were never mine,
I wished I'd be the Apple of your eye,
But you've had all the girls,
And you were never mine.
I feel the pain of a million lifetimes,
Of me loving you and you dropping me like a dime.
I've cried ponds, into rivers,
Deep and blue like oceans and seas is how deeply I feel for you.
Knowing you were never mine and pretending to be yours.
Sadly hanging on your words like naive girls for boys.
I release you into the eternity to find the love of which you speak.
I release you into eternity, where you can love everyone but me.
It hurts the most when you were never mind.
I spent lifetimes blindly trying to open your eyes.

C.T. Wordz