I ripped my love for you from my heart
With a hoodoo doll
I couldn’t take no more of this
Waiting for a fall
And so I let you go
And so I bid you farewell

You see I can’t trust you
Cause I can’t trust me
Not to fall in love with you
Completely
And so I cut you out of my heart
And set you to the side to view from afar

Now you’re safe and sound inside my guitar
So I can hear your love echo through the stars
And now I will be free
Now your love doesn’t live in me

I ripped my love for you from my heart
With a hoodoo doll
I couldn’t take no more of this
Waiting for a fall

i wrote a lot of great poetry when i was in love
i wrote even better poetry when i was in pain
i wrote the best poetry when i realized that the two emotions were actually the same.

Strange,
To be loved.
Odd,
To be forgotten.
Cold,
To be abandoned.
Harsh,
To be acquainted.

Yet desired,
To be held.
Loathed,
To be alone.

My emotions shaded grey.
My actions swayed with the wind.