You burn me, cut me,
shoot me, stab me.
But I still love you,
because when you kiss me,
I discover heaven in hell.
**
You break me every chance you get,
you don't care how much pain I'm in,
as long as you hear me scream,
you don't care if it's in pain or pleasure.
This hell is my heaven.
**
The torture makes me want to leave,
but it's the reason I stay.
I can't survive without the fire in your eyes,
the passion you show me,
like heaven in hell.
**
So what do I do?
I really don't know,
but I'm going to figure it out,
after just one more hit,
I'll be strong enough to leave you forever.
**
I say that every day,
but I know it'll never happen.
I'll never be strong enough to give this up,
Because this hell that kills me,
is the heaven that keeps me alive.
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Musings of the Insane
ПоэзияThis is more or less a sequel to Nightmares, only this one will mostly be freestyle poetry. The same warning applies to this one. Also, if easily triggered, do not read, please. Thanks and enjoy.