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Mistry Sep 2018
It is beyond me how I am still breaking over losing a heart that was never mine to begin with.
Mistry Aug 2018
No tears running down my eyes this time
I’m accustom to the pain these day
I know you’ll be back
I just hope I will have the strength to keep you out next time
Because though I am not crying as I watch you leave
This wound from years ago keeps getting cut deeper
It is way beyond skin deep
You’ve cut through all the way to my soul this time
Sadly you hold such power in my heart
You’re truly the only man I’ll probably ever love
And if you won’t have me, I won’t allow any other man to have a piece of me
I no longer believe in love
I’m way beyond bent
I’M BROKEN.
Mistry Nov 2017
sometimes loving you feels like holding on to the sharp end of the knife
I'm waiting...
Waiting for it to cut through my hand

It feels like limbo
some crazy place between life and  death

For some time I thought the problem was with you
Now I know it is with me
I keep crucifying you for the mistakes of the men in my past
Accompanied by some daddy issues

I've decided to let go of the knife
Giving you full control of the object that could end my life

It is up to you to decide
will you end my life or show me the love I believe I deserve?
Mistry Oct 2017
Kneel down
Look up
Connect with the being beyond the outer surface
Connect with your soul
Have Faith
Say a prayer
Shout Amen with confidence
And believe it is done
NOW WAIT ON YOUR MIRACLE
Mistry Mar 2017
A lover that tells me I am gorgeous, but posts not a single picture of my face
A lover that looks at me with eyes of lust and not of love
A lover that barely sees a future with me
A lover I treat like I'd love to be treated
A lover that I believe I am ready to tell I love
A lover that I sometimes feel does not care, but like a blind man I sit there and pretend I don't see the resentment
Mistry Mar 2017
You tell me the higher you go up my thigh, the warmer it gets
That's because you are reaching closer and closer to home
Your resting place
And when you eventually enter, our souls will become one.
Not everyone deserves to enter your house, because some come to ****, steal or destroy.
Mistry Feb 2017
I drown my sorrows in this bottle of red wine
But I think drowning my body in a bathtub full of my own blood would hurt less
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