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Jul 2018
When he said he love you
You feel precious and appreciated
And when i said i loved you
You felt restless and afraid

Tomorrow is our first date
You probably accept so you can make me go away
I don't care because this is my chance
To prove my love for you before you chased me away

I can see you were uncomfortable but appreciative
I respect that side of you so much
But i understand that there is nothing more to it
That i was nothing more than an annoyance

When he gave you your birthday gift
You were fidgeting for hours can't hold your excitement
When i gave mine to you
You also fidgeting for hours
Wondering to give it back or throw it away

There is no secret nor mystery
The love life of a trash is just like a typical action movie
Where you already know the hero will win in the end
But you just keep watching just in case it doesn't

Why the hell people like me still fell in love
Is it because i love getting hurt?
Am i some kind of a *******?
Am i just that dumb?

Hope is like a poison to a trash
Its weakening them when he was supposed to be strong
It makes them falter even after years of strengthening their resolve
It makes them see what should have never be seen

I don't belong here
No wonder it feels so **** uncomfortable
Everything is just so flashy and... "human"
Trash belong in a trashcan
Written by
Crawler  31/M/Somewhere
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   Fawn and H-B
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