I'm in a dream
And will I wake up in the morning if I stay in it
What's the probability
You love me
But I could make you hate me
Probably without trying
So I stand up again
Before one of them
doesn't matter, they're all the same
deep within
In the dingy natural light
from the see-through curtain
in our apocalyptic Talibanistan
And I take my shirt off
Get swallowed by an empty heart
with glass eyes
I think it is morn; it is not
But when it is morning
I shall cry
I don't want anymore lies
Why should I care for your company?
There is a watery heat and some streetlights
Or are we all wearing coats and up before light?
They are 9,000 miles away
I forgot
and they don't use miles
A chance for more violence
when shall you hurt me?
you won't be able to
after I cut out all my nerves
Maybe I like being lonely
I never liked the relapses but I had thought they were gone
I was right about him too; I told you
I'm insane; send up a prayer for me?
I'm anxious
Men will never love you enough
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