it's funny to think that at first all i wanted was love,
now all i want is to survive
all love ever did for me was kill me
piece
by
pieceripping every body part in my body
there's no pleasure to life anymore
i don't see the difference from years ago
till
nowmen are men
we cannot change them
or
tell them what to dobut
what we can do is love ourselvesand please ourselves better then how these men fuck
it's not about wanting the best man,
best relationshipit's about how far you can make it on your own
and so far,
4 years without you was a hill to runi'm just looking for water that's all
because life wasn't supposed to be like this
and
love isn't suppose to hurt this bad
YOU ARE READING
what's out there ( a poetry story )
Poesíadeception is never ending, but so is the reality of my life read pay attention focus to every word i say welcome to your chapter