i think this time
you may have finally ruined me,
i cannot feel my heart
as it is lost within the
darkness i cant escape from.
what are you doing to me?
i want to scream,
tear at your skin
and make you bleed
the way you have done to my brain.
i cannot look at myself,
i am a decaying flower
found alone within
a haunted forest.
nobody wants me.
are these truths
you claim to be saying,
just poisonous lies
dripping from you
festered mind?
i am in love with you.
and i cannot let you go
no matter how much i need to
and no matter how much
everybody is telling me to.
you are the sickness that i can't
live without,
you keep my withering rib cage
from falling down
and suffocating me.
your face is imprinted inside my mind
and it is the last thing i see
before i fall into
a nightmare sleep
of images of
you and her.
please,
stop.
i do not know
how much of me will be left
when this is all over.
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forelsket
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