I hope I can wake up happy
without hating myself again.
And I hope this all works out before I spill out any more of my
nasty mistakes.
My feelings keep getting in the way
of whom I'd rather be.
I try to suffocate myself,
but I end up even more confused.
I want to ignore this and hope that it's deleted.
Ignore, forget, and hope that it's deleted.
Ignore, forget, and hope that it's deleted.
Keep your morals and don't throw away your IQ.
Keep your morals and don't throw away your IQ.
How can we fix this
without going any further?
My head was born empty
and my heart hard to please
unless you hurt me
unless you hurt me
unless it hurts.
Are you going to fix me yet?
I wish I could make decisions
without having meltdowns.
I wish I would stop.
Stop it, stop it, stop it.
And I wish that I could wish things away.
I never was very good at playing life’s games.
You read me like a book that's been trying to scream
and now my heart is so scared that I can feel it.
It's throbbing in my mouth
and I feel like just another earthquake.
You could kill me.
I should try to sleep
and hope that I can wake up
without hating myself again.
Author notes
Not your stereotypical feeling for a crush.
But it might be.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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very desperate for understanding
someone is playing games in your head, happiness is earned not on the free rack, by the way i came across some of your poems and i think they are loaded with feeling


