It ends the same each time.
I say I hate you, you fight back.
I leave. I come back.
So why do I continue this cyclical story?
After I come back all I get is guilt, anger and manipulation.
What happened to sorting it out? loving each other?
You make me feel vulnerable, I call you an ass.
You turn to your friends to smirk, they all laugh.
So why do I stay inside a block that doesn't protect me? Instead it is slowly moving in crushing each thing about me that I like, until there is nothing left.
And I think I'm near my end. How do you escape this labyrinth? Or am I just lost with you?
YOU ARE READING
when my lighter drops
Poetryhow i feel, how i felt, the way i write. small things i talk about in my mind
