You say you love me but what do you know
You wont love me at 3am when the ghosts of my past are tearing at my skin
Or at 7pm when the sadness i feel spills over onto my cheeks and i am speechless
You wont love me when the darkness takes over and erases who you think i am
You only love me when my hands claw at your clothes
Begging you to fuck me
To let me sink into you, into the ecstasy of our bodies together
You love me in the morning before the thoughts have began to cloud my day
You love me when you think im happy but what do you know
Your happiness is not my happiness
My happiness is you and your happiness is anything but me
We were doomed from the start and ill see this through
Right
To
The messy
End
YOU ARE READING
A Collection
PoetryDon't think too hard about the meaning behind these poems. You might end up lost in my thoughts.
