I will myself to hate you,
And to find something that I can use
as ammo against your love.
But I give up.
I can listen to the brave words
that my friends help me use
as my shield.
But I don't believe them.
It's different this time.
It's all there, yet there's nothing.
Just a tiny lighthouse seen through
a deep dark sea.
I will my boat away
towards the islands.
But it's no use.
I am too in love with the light
to not follow its unpromising affliction.
Watch me as I drown.
Aug 17, 2015
Aug 17, 2015 at 11:29 PM UTC
I will myself to hate you,
And to find something that I can use
as ammo against your love.
But I give up.
I can listen to the brave words
that my friends help me use
as my shield.
But I don't believe them.
It's different this time.
It's all there, yet there's nothing.
Just a tiny lighthouse seen through
a deep dark sea.
I will my boat away
towards the islands.
But it's no use.
I am too in love with the light
to not follow its unpromising affliction.
Watch me as I drown.
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