I am still trying to get rid of you
from my heart,my head, my skin
But you're deep rooted in me
What have you done to me?
Making me cry at midnight
Making me crave for your words, your touches
I want to wipe you away
But I can't help but look out of the window
When it's your place.
I hate you, I once did, or maybe never did
I loved you, for sure, but not so sure now
But I am searching for your
Curly hair, your long fingers
In every person I meet.
You controlled me once, even when you didn't know, maybe you did.
But you still do when We haven't seen our souls for days
You're in me, and I regret the way
I ended with you, I shouldn't have
I should have stayed silent
when they mocked me, like I always did
I should have
I probably should have.
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Everything That I love and Hate
PoetryThese are just some random stupid midnight poems I wrote