I wish someone told me,
Love is not putting your pleasure before my protection
Love is not believing my body is your toy
Love is not being forced into anything I don't want to do
Because I lifted my shirt in an attempt to heal your broken mind
I silenced myself, my voice, my protests for your apology
Yet You held the gun to your head
Made me believe I was the one
who made you feel as though you were better off dead
I'm still scared to look at my phone at night
Because of the chance the ringing is another suicide call
“Why did you break up with me,
You said you loved me,
If you hang up ill **** myself”
You were a disease
plagued by your own mind and fixation
Tell my why did I have to be your victim!?
Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 7:16 AM UTC
I wish someone told me,
Love is not putting your pleasure before my protection
Love is not believing my body is your toy
Love is not being forced into anything I don't want to do
Because I lifted my shirt in an attempt to heal your broken mind
I silenced myself, my voice, my protests for your apology
Yet You held the gun to your head
Made me believe I was the one
who made you feel as though you were better off dead
I'm still scared to look at my phone at night
Because of the chance the ringing is another suicide call
“Why did you break up with me,
You said you loved me,
If you hang up ill **** myself”
You were a disease
plagued by your own mind and fixation
Tell my why did I have to be your victim!?