User and the used
Every step I take ahead
You pull me 10 steps back
Even if I run thousand steps ahead
You always find ways to pull me back
I'm sick of being hurt
I'm sick of being used
Do you ever stop and think that I have a heart?
That I'm getting hurt?
Of course you don't
You are the user
I'm the pawn on your mind chess
So you could care less
Even though I know it
I can't seem to set myself free
You are such a burden,from which I wanna flee
Trust me in life
You'll never be truly happy
You're a sadist
Who loves to destroy everything
Even those who care for you
Even those who hold onto you
You make people curse themselves for loving you
It's high time I let go
But I'm chained to you
You're everywhere
Poisoned every bit of life
In your mind games
I'm hand cuffed
You don't want me any good.
I know that
But you reap what you saw
Don't forget that
You're my user
I'm the used
The one that you abused
The one who you won't let loose.
But I'll find a way one day
Far away from you
I'll kill my own heart
If I have to.
this poem was for death note Misa Amane
YOU ARE READING
𝑷𝑶𝑬𝑺𝒀❥
Poetry𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒆𝒎𝒔. I bleed my feelings on parchment paper. I write what I feel.
