With you I felt safe
I held on
Kept knocking me down
I stayed strong
Beating on my heart
King Kong
Am I supposed to feel this way
Feels wrong
Should I leave or do I stay
Im gone
Try to come back
Leave me alone
Came to my door
ding-****
Don't want you here
Can't keep on
You had your chance
It's gone.

If One can dance
With the beats of
Their own heart

Never have to fear
When to stop

the words spilled from her mouth

here i sit,
as my best friend,
tells me
you have another.

i shouldn’t care.
but i do.

no matter how hard i try,
the poetry for you in which i write,
never ceases.
it just keeps pouring out of my soul.
it sometimes seems as if,
the poetry i write for you is what keeps my heart beating.
what keeps me breathing.

but now, what am i supposed to do?
her?
seriously?
do you think she will love you?
do you really think she will love you?
please tell me.

it’s hard to think of you with another
because we used to be so in love with each other.

it’s been a long time since we last spoke,
but it feels as if all the memories of us i have were just made yesterday.

you have another.
who will never,
ever,
love you in the way i could.

but my question for you is,
will you love her in the way you could towards me?

When I left
I told myself
I was fine
With being me

But I’m bleeding poetry again,
So am I really myself at all?