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Apr 2017
He said, "I'll reboot you and revamp you, give you back yourself"
but he was looking after
himself...
He said, "you are a wonderful disaster",
but the disaster went too over the top for your head
He said, "I will never leave you like that",
and I almost fell, fell for that.
He said, "all I want is you to feel okay",
but what I require is something that can't make you stay.
You were a liar - only a better liar tHan him.
I was a dissapointment - only a more attractive one.

What do you spend roaming around Tinder?
Where all those wolves linger

I thought he loved me
but he didn't, and did I love him at all?
Much more than I had thought.

What is pulling him away from me?
I see the patterns, the visions, you are not here
"All men want is you to **** ****"
Ha! My soul, is not a currency, for you to deal with
My soul, is not a game, a pastime
it is eternal, i must sleep with it...
although thick, spacey air had to die
but I died too a little bit

And I confused love
with a fundamental loosening of the self.
a general lack of tone.
Now, if you knock again my door...
what will I do?
I am tired.
This had to be.
I quit.
Courtney O
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Courtney O  27/F/Madrid
(27/F/Madrid)   
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