She hates my guts
Oh how she hates
Its how much I love her though
And my soul implodes at her very being
Came in to my life like some lost child
I offered her everything I had to offer
By helping her I was helping myself
I lost who I was
I've become what I am
I'm nothing lesser than a man
Every human bleeds
This isn't a movie
Invincibility only lasts in art
So our love never died
Because it lives on in my words
The poor words of a broken poet
Apr 22, 2014
Apr 22, 2014 at 8:44 PM UTC
She hates my guts
Oh how she hates
Its how much I love her though
And my soul implodes at her very being
Came in to my life like some lost child
I offered her everything I had to offer
By helping her I was helping myself
I lost who I was
I've become what I am
I'm nothing lesser than a man
Every human bleeds
This isn't a movie
Invincibility only lasts in art
So our love never died
Because it lives on in my words
The poor words of a broken poet
