You have her.
You have me.
I want you.
She wants you.
You want her.All I am doing is fucking up your life, but you keep me around.
Just let me out of these feelings and set me free.
I may want you but I don't need you.I am a survivor.
I survive.
Survive is me.I don't need your love or your physical touch. All you do is play with my mind while you play my body. You don't even love me so quit saying you do.
"I chose you over her."
No. You just hid us from each other.She ruled your world. She is yours. You are hers. Yet you still throw me around like a rag doll. I don't have a purpose in life so I don't know what to do if you stopped. I'm just waiting for the time to come. The time when we finally depart.
Departed.
My mind is departed from my world. You ask what's wrong. Well shit, I had no idea you were blind. I am addicted to you physically but I would give anything to never think of you again.Chris... we don't belong so please leave me.
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H.C.N.M.P.H.
PoetryThis is just a little book of good and bad poems I've written when I am not doing the best.. most are sad and I'm sorry if this upsets anybody.. just normal thoughts that cross my mind on a regular basis. Nothing special..