#scaredoflove
I have run from you
one time too many
Finding myself out in the open,
There aren't too many places
to hide.
I've slid between the spaces of your fork
now you have me pinned,
I have run from you one time too many
I hope that you have mercy on me.
Along the lines of patience
I realize that mercy may be asking too much
But until now I've realized how big your teeth
really are.
With no place to run & your fork fast-ly
approaching there is no where else on this plate
to run.
I have run from you one time too many
and after tasting your lips
I question myself
Why did I run in the first place
Jan 9, 2020
Jan 9, 2020 at 11:18 PM UTC
Can we transverse this tragedy
That happened once to you , to me
Of broken hearts and shattered dreams
Can we stifle our deafening screams
For nothing is ever what it seems
Do we have it within, do we have the means
To sidestep the pain
That still rattles in our brains
In our hearts
Even though they're torn apart
Do we dare to even start?
May 16, 2016
May 16, 2016 at 12:36 PM UTC
What if it’s all lies?
How am I supposed to know that you’re not lying to me?
I don’t!
If you’re waiting for something, waiting to cause harm, manipulate, abuse,
Do it already…
If you ever cared about me at all in any way,
Please just do whatever you might be planning.
Please stop leading me on with everything,
The hugs, kisses, smiles, words, your love
I can’t take it.
Be mean to me
Hurt me
Manipulate me
Abuse me
Stop being so nice..
So kind
I don’t know what to do with it-
Stop loving me
Please do something I know how to deal with,
Be mean, hurt me, manipulate me, abuse me,
Please, anything.
I don’t know what to do with your kindness and love
I don’t know how to accept it.
It’s so foreign and… wrong.
My heart sobs because this is what it longs for,
Yet I can’t trust it?
Can’t keep it?
I don’t deserve this,
I’ve never had it before.
Please, I’m begging you,
If you’re going to be mean, hurt, manipulate, abuse me,
Please do it.
Do it already, I can’t stand this!
Do wrong by me,
At least then I’ll know what to do with it.
That’d make living without you much easier…
I’d know for sure if you’re good or bad.
But right now?
This hurts.
Because I know,
I love you,
And I have no way to know if the love you’re showing me,
Is actually real.
Oct 27, 2025
Oct 27, 2025 at 12:32 AM UTC