There's a fine line between love and hate
The two are balanced on a razor blade
There is a seesaw balanced on the razor blade
Some days it leans more towards hate
Some days it leans more towards love
Some days it's even
There is a fine line between love and hate
Right now your walking on a razor blade
I can't forget what you've done
And I also can't forget how I felt for you
The agony of it all
Is that you already moved on
Matter of fact
You moved on before it even began
But I'm still hurting
Stuck not wanting to love you
But not wanting to hate you
Trying to forget you
But I can't forget that easy
I can't pretend nothing happened
I can't pretend I don't have emotions
I wish it was all a nightmare
I wish I would wake up any second now
I sure as hell am in disbelief
And I fucking hope I'll be ok
Because as much as I want to
I can't stop loving you
I can't stop hating you
And I can't forgive you
I still cry myself to sleep
And your still walking on a razor blade
Kayla Worley
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Life Is An Adventure
PoetryThis is some of the pomes I've written put into a book. Each chapter will be a different pome, except the first chapter which is basically what I say here.
