the return:
the one who hurt me is coming back,
a ghost i cant escape,
i feel his presence in the air,
and my chest begins to break.
ive missed him like a wound that aches,
A longing i cant define,
i crave the way it felt like love,
even when it wasnt kind.
sometimes, i cant breathe for missing him,
like my lungs are caught in chains,
and all the scars he left behind
start burning with his name.
i know hell bring the darkness back,
the pain that never fades,
but part of me is reaching out,
to feel his cruel embrace.
im confused and angry, torn in two,
a storm inside my head,
how can i want what broke me first,
and left me feeling dead?
i wish i could forget his face,
the way he made me feel,
but his memorys a poison,
that tastes too much like real.
im terrified of wanting him,
but scared to let him go,
caught between the need for him,
and all the hurt i know.
i know talking to him will hurt me more,
but silence hurts the same,
im trapped in this awful longing,
that only knows his name.
so tell me, how do i escape this?
how do i break this chain?
when the one i want is the one who hurt,
and im addicted to the pain.
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poetry
Poetrytrigger warning. dont expect you to read this, words are simply that. just words. but if you do i hope you enjoy 👍 and if you relate to any of these, im so sorry. (all of these are original and written by me unless its said otherwise) might also in...
