I can play this game
For I know it too
I'm really good at it
Just as good as you

I'll make you feel so loved
Then get inside your head
**** with your emotions
'Til you're wishing you were dead

Don't blame the player
For I learned from the best
He tortured me too...
And I died like the rest

i wanted to give you everything ,
and ended up giving you myself
instead —

and i
called it giving myself up the only way i knew how ..

with
little wounds you can’t even sew shut,
but
id say you didn’t even try.
.

words can mean so much,
and still you zipped your lips tight —
and decided ,,

that love is simply ***.

you forget me, equating me to some image of
me,
a dead body —

and
leave me to burn , like when i cried all
those
little rivers
that you did not even see ...

guess you’ll just have to be locked up,
with the rest of them

wondering why —
like most people do,
why is she so angry?

still,
your punishment
will be torture,

and finally you’ll know —
just what i went through ,
for you
.

I think I loved you way before you realize
And I’m not sure if it’s a sin
To of hidden such a precise feeling
Especially when you had returned the favor
Far before the stars met the moon
For love to still be so new to me
Like a fresh open wound
You stared at my wishes
As if you could make them come true
What a wish I pondered upon
For such a long time
My truest love , you are now mine

im trying to be
a knight in pocket on a knee
a flower on a bed of reed
a sunshine in the ****** up dim

(trying)

perpetua in timeless home
a shaving boy, a cheap add-on
to beauty of your youthful old
twenty four y.o. cute face

My heart beats
only
for you,
Ignorant of the torture,
The agony I face.

I do not breathe to keep myself afloat,
but simply to see you flourish
as you do;

Yes, my heart beats
only
for you.

Let me guide you,
Let me light truth.
Truth be told I'd rather just die
Cause I'm tired of lighting my mind.

Didn't mean to be harsh but I'm just tired of having the same idea in my head.
Positivity, enough of these things.
Let me see a darker tone to these poems.
Let me flow be heard and let the words be told.
Death, let it
Words, no credit
No time, nice try
Don't fight it.
Just try it.
Light it up.
Die trying.

I'm just tired of lighting a lie that I'll find my mind at ease.
It's a constant war to believe I'm loved and cared when all that's said are reasons why it didn't matter.

A constant energy sparking even when it's out of order.
My lightbulbs no more so consider me as one of the horde.

Please lord, help me to understand your true words...

If they talk they talk after one
But all the nails in his socket were gone
And though our pastor could not outrun
The secret remains of Babylon

They say I should go to church,
Sit myself down and give my soul a search.
Find out my true worth,
The reason I'm still here on Earth.
Wash my hands of all the dirt,
Stow away the pain and hurt.
Start a new life: one I've never had,
Be a part of this never-ending fad.
Pray the Lord my soul to keep,
The soul my demons won't fail to reap.
Eternally tortured,
Risen from the forbidden orchard.
Merely a bad seed,
No man would ever need.
Some days I see the rain,
Some days I see the sun.
Never feeling satisfied,
With my blessings I should feel gratified.
In the rows of flowers; between far and few,
Shaded by darkness; the shadows under pews.
The light doesn't reach me,
The rays may never teach me.
I'm losing hope,
Slipping from faith's rope.
On my way down I grasp the last knot,
Holding on tightly to the only thing I've got.
Be my saviour, my guiding prayer,
Don't let me go; to you, my heart will bare.