when it comes to loving me

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Not quite sure if I am as sincere

As you think I am when I embrace my weird

Lonesomeness affrights my inner child with a box cutter

An addictions manipulation with the sensation of a stomach flutter

Crimson on the bathroom floor

Placebos that put positive connotations to the word whore

I let a gun sleep on my arm to keep it far from my head

I refuse to associate myself with the dead

Some afraid to know them, I am afraid to become

You would never know for a view my battles as bothersome

Want a Goddess's beauty without the validation

I have that of their chaos a self-sabotaging patience

Familiars will pass on my story, but I will only tell it once

In ballads I felt brave enough to write when I was embraced by a drunk

I was never in my youth I was a pair of clothes

Kings tried to wash the stupid out of me at seven years old

Now I am in favor of odd numbers, they give me control

Three's written backwards show God even through the muckiness of mold

Hope into hornets residing in holes

I only let in the worthiest of souls

Do not let them take me, do not loosen your grip

I know it is a lot to ask for, I am aware that I am sick

I feel as if we are the result of a mistake

But there is some peculiar type of beauty pondering about existence while sipping on a milkshake

Love is genuine but I am aware that it is afraid

And my love is genuine, but it makes me insane

I want to make love without remembering who forced

To bring the solution to an upright eight of swords

I need you to put on a brave face when I introduce you to my ghosts

Even if they will never reveal themselves to you, let me wail on my own when I need it the most

I need you to find comfort in knowing my downfalls are nothing to do with you

To never cross the boundaries, I put between you and my moon

For she understands how she manipulates my moods

Not caring about what I am around or who

I need a soul that can rest on the same floor as mine

Not an unstoppable force just another person trying to survive

For we are entities that will one day surely die

Entities that will never let another's bad intentions take away the virtue of being alive

Entities that will never let another's bad intentions take away the virtue of being alive

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