How does it feel
when I hold you close
As I empty my remorse,
your love my comatose
If I overdose you
will I die from cardiac arrest?
Would you rush the paramedics
To try resuscitate me
I loathe love,
it makes me feel like a parasitical pest
Yet it also brings out of me,
the worst and the best!
I'd rather be alone
If I can't have you
I'd rather be forlorn
than being alone
Loves makes me whimper
like a child
When it runs wild in my weird mind
You hate nothing about me yet
And I loathe that you love him
It's not your fault, he picked u up first
And made you a guest in his wide heart
In my heart you already reign
And you call the shots in my brain
I wait for you like a train
And like much needed rain
Come wash away my loneliness
Drown my fears
And dry my tears
If I wait for you to stop loving him
How long will it take?
If I pray for him to stop needing you
Will you hate me for that?
Sep 23, 2020
Sep 23, 2020 at 4:08 PM UTC
How does it feel
when I hold you close
As I empty my remorse,
your love my comatose
If I overdose you
will I die from cardiac arrest?
Would you rush the paramedics
To try resuscitate me
I loathe love,
it makes me feel like a parasitical pest
Yet it also brings out of me,
the worst and the best!
I'd rather be alone
If I can't have you
I'd rather be forlorn
than being alone
Loves makes me whimper
like a child
When it runs wild in my weird mind
You hate nothing about me yet
And I loathe that you love him
It's not your fault, he picked u up first
And made you a guest in his wide heart
In my heart you already reign
And you call the shots in my brain
I wait for you like a train
And like much needed rain
Come wash away my loneliness
Drown my fears
And dry my tears
If I wait for you to stop loving him
How long will it take?
If I pray for him to stop needing you
Will you hate me for that?
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