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Krusty Aranda Apr 2015
Tears fill my eyes,
but I can't let them fall.
I shan't.
I won't.

I've always heard
that boys don't cry,
and I'm
a boy.

I let her in.
I ****** it up.
I am
a fool.

I knew this was
too good to be true,
yet I
didn't go.

She left me wounded,
bleeding, dying.
I cry
for help.

Now I wear
my heart on a sleeve.
*Won't cry.
I won't.
Krusty Aranda Apr 2015
You know?
You come from nothing.
You go back to nothing.
What have you lost?
Nothing!
From Monty Python's "Always look on the bright side of life"
Krusty Aranda Apr 2015
*******!
You know why.
You played me like an old toy.
Just picked me up, removed the dust, and put me away again.
You exploited my many vulnerabilities, and used them to your advantage.
What did you even get from it?
A couple hugs and kisses?
A meaningless ****?
Did it even mean anything to you?
Because it sure did to me, and now that meaning turns into pain.
You hurt me.
You ******* hurt me, and I hate you for that.
I hate how much you made me fall for you.
I hate the fact you won't leave my thoughts and dreams.
I hate the fact that I love you.

*******!

*******!
Krusty Aranda Apr 2015
She owns me. She ******* owns me.
She owns my mind. She owns my heart.
She owns my breath, my gaze, my thoughts...
I'm hers, and, yet, I am not.
She won't care for what she has.
She mistreats me.
She hurts me.
She confuses me.
Little by little, she breaks me.
Piece by piece I crumble.
Slowly I lose myself in this black hole from which I can't escape.
She won't let me go,
because she owns me.
How was I foolish enough to fall for it again?
Krusty Aranda Apr 2015
Stop! Please stop hunting me!
Ever since this ended I haven't had a single moment of peace.
I can't stand this any longer.
It's driving me insane.
Whenever I close my eyes, there you are.
Whenever I go to sleep, you're in my dreams.
Whenever I wake up, you invade my thoughts.
Get out of my mind!
Can't you see you're tearing me apart?
Krusty Aranda Apr 2015
Unplug my heart.
It has been malfunctioning lately.
It hardly beats anymore.
It stops at any given time,
leaving me temporarily dead.
Or am I permanently dead?
I don't even know anymore.
Please, I beg! Unplug my heart.
It has no purpose anymore.
This tired, weakened heart
can beat no longer.
Not without you.
Krusty Aranda Mar 2015
And it all has gone downhill from there.
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