This weird feeling in me. It ******* hurts. Why the **** cant you just leave me alone. Im tired of crying over something that probably meant nothing to you. Im not even joking. Like, what the **** just get out. But no matter how much I hate to admit it, I want you to stay. And because of that, my mind is just so ****** up right now. No matter how much I try to hate you, I end up still missing you and for that this endless cycle of hating and missing repeats itself tillΒ Β god knows when. I want it to end but yet I dont.
This is literally me pouring my heart out. I cant talk about it to anyone so I decided to just put it here. I know this probably doesnt count as poetry though. Times are tough.