Why do we do this,
Try to hurt the other more
Only to watch one
Walk right out the door
I love you so much,
Yet I push you to the point of breaking
But why do you play with my heart
And never stop taking
Is this the end
Or a new beginning
Only one can guide me
When my head is spinning
Don't push,
Don't try,
Don't stress,
Don't cry.
Maybe our love
Is too deadly
Maybe one day
We will break and die
That's what plays
In my head
As I close my eyes
And go to bed
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Heartless poems book 1
PoesíaThese are poems that I wrote and am still writing. Most of these have to deal with depression, suicide, or just wanting an escape. Check out my second poem book "heartless poems book 2", I know. Such and original title. THESE ARE MY HANDWRITTEN POEM...
