i try to bottle them up, but i can't keep these feelings at bay and no matter how hard i try, i can't seem to make them go away. i'm tongue tied and silent, because no words can convey the feelings that reap inside of my body every second of the day.
and i can feel the words coming, the ones that'll sting like when you pour salt into a cut you know the words that always feel like someone is stabbing you in your gut and i have plenty to say, but i keep biting my tongue, because i know for a fact that you have already won. but my heart doesn't listen, it just says, "so what?" and i can't fathom what to say so i just keep my mouth shut.
i want to blame you and hate you, for the mere fact that you don't like me back. and i want to accuse you of a crime, but i think the only crime that has been committed here, was by me, and it was the crime of wanting someone who would never want to be mine.
sometimes i still have a hard time dealing with the fact that you don't feel the same and out of it, comes ****** poetry.