Contradictions hypocrite
There’s a big black hole where my heart should be
And it’s killing me! Just to be me.
I try to change and remove the pain,
But it’s a part of me now; my soul is stained.
I need to love, but I don’t want to talk.
I need you to love me, but who loves a dork?
I hate myself for needing your help,
So I won’t put you through this too, for this is my own Hell.
I am contradictions hypocrite,
And I am constantly hit by emotional baggage.
Put me out of my misery, please!
I just cannot manage,
To just find the tiniest speck of joy,
Or a reason to believe.
The fearful boy who wants to love,
But the glass will never ever be even half-full.
It’s life half-empty permanently;
Dead skies up above.
No ray of light shines down on me.
Just endless self-torture, no more pity;
I cannot take it anymore.
I cannot stand to tell you the truth, so I let you fall.
(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
- Author: Aa Harvey ( Offline)
- Published: November 1st, 2019 05:25
- Category: Love
- Views: 9
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