Oh no he will see all my flaws up close. Step right up folks! Get ready for the freak show.
I start to feel so nervous and insecure
Because I know I'm not what he's looking for
My hands get sweaty and my face gets red.
I start to feel a great big pounding in my head.
My racing heart could break any moniter right now
But with the speed and me still alive I wonder how?
Is it your love that keeps me from death?
Is that what keeps my steady living breath?
You kill me so much and yet you keep me alive.
Even when I think I took a dangerous dive.
Into the vast ocean of non-existence
Where my love is no longer persistent.
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My Mental Poison
PoesíaYou've probably seen my other works but this is something a little different. This is going to be filled with a few poems where I am able to express myself and I hope you enjoy.
