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kc Apr 2020
I have indeed lost my mind
Stuck in a never ending catacomb of mixed emotions
You keep coming back into my life
And every time
I rearranged my bones to create a place for you to stay  
My throbbing knees scabbed over
From crawling back to you over and over
I shower you with love until you drown
Because I never learned to love
So I always give too much
When I’m around you
My lungs forget to inflate and collapse
So I choke on my words
I can't breathe
Why do I keep coming back?
Is it because he smells of my childhood home
And that gives me hope and comfort?
Or is it because he takes the numbness away
I would rather feel despair than pure nothingness
I cant distinguish love from comfort
So every time you go back to her
I’ll be here
Waiting

— The End —