My life is a mess, I'm stuck in a maze,
These pills are hard to resist, they make me stargaze.
It was your pretty face, your flashy ways,
Enough to make me fall for you in the first place.
You made me draw these cuts and scars,
Do you feel my cold? You made me go
this far.
I can't feel myself, you made me crumble,
You made me numb, you made me fall apart.
When we made love, you said that you love me,
It was too good to be true,
I thought that we were meant to be.
My love was blind, I should have known your evil deeds,
It was your pretty lies, which made my heart bleed.
There is something about you, here
Cupid is not to be blamed.
Your love is suicidal, I'm going insane.
On these drugs I'm swerving, drowning
in my pain,
You made me a lovesick, I don't wanna
see you again.
~Milind Gautam
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Author:
Milind Gautam (
Offline) - Published: April 11th, 2022 16:38
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Comments2
(sorry for the lengthy comment, dear poet
these write and your theme
is something I can relate with
on many levels, thanks for sharing)
lol
that animation, perfectly
captured
the warped, extreme mindsets
of individuals, at cross purposes
standing at that doorway
of a failed relationship..
we invest so much, in trying to fight
for a relationship
we took for granted, only a few days ago..
sometimes, it is indeed for fear
of losing that significant other
we love, 'with all our heart'..
but mostly
it's because we simply don't want to accept
that we're accountable for this failing
and we fear, the death
of a presence in our lives
we once cherished, so dearly..
(but ultimately
its only our ego's, that are convinced
there's only one person in the world for us
or that we're what's best for our significant other...)
You've expressed the feeling very nicely!
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