Loving you is like forgetting
That roses grow with thorns.
For all you gave me is
the sweet scent of a love
that never grows cold.

I have to
stop filling the
empty spaces in my bed
with cotton and stuffing
And start searching
For love or self-acceptance
- either would be less depraved
than sleeping with the lights on,
surrounded by bears

I tempestously glanced at your
black, cruel soul
where I no longer
found devotion and grace.
You bit your lips with excitement
and pulled me close to you
using a lace.
I thought you were a work
of art but you made
crooked lines appear on my
heart.
You looked at me with lust
in your eyes and I mistook
it for love.
All you ever wanted to do was
set my body on fire using your
lighter and all I ever wanted
was to love each other so
hard that our atoms get blown
in the form of dust back to the
place from where we came.
But you had other filty things
on your mind that made
me wonder if you were
worth my time.
Your hoodie that once smelt
like your cologne started giving
out a foul smell just like your
nasty soul.
Poor you, you thought that I
was devastated when
your mask fell on the ground
but little did you know I had
already detached you from
my body because you had
turned my body into
a souless
vessel.
You thought that you could
design my catastrophe and tear
my skin apart with your envious
words but I was too strong
and determined to be defeated.
I once thought you had a celestial
mind and an angelic heart but
I didn't realize that you were
pouring salt on my cuts.
I am closing this atrocious
chapter forever and turning
the page because it's easier
to let you go than holding
on to you .

Playing girls
Like the strings of my
Guitar.
I ain't never goin' far
With this sting in my
Heart.

My heart beats
With great pause and
Delay.
I remember yester-morning
Just to blind out today.

Today can be good if
My lust simmers down.
It ascends from the rain
Like roses from the ground.

Forevermore, never more
Is this a game.
Just induct me into the ****
Player's hall of fame.