My body is going numb
While my head is feeling light
Legs are feeling weak
And my chest is feeling tight
Why doesn't this feel like fairy tales?
Prince charming on a throne
Why must my delusion be halted
From the threat of being grown
My fingertips are tingling
There's a ringing in my ears
My stomachs doing acrobats
I'm blinded by my tears
This thing called 'love' we yearn for
Causes us a hurt beyond compare
Yet we try over and over again
And leave our minds beyond repair
My lungs are lacking oxygen
I'm slowly losing sight
If this is what love feel likes
I'm clearly not doing something right
We are promised joy and comfort
A place far away from the pain
Yet every time I find a home
I am left out in the rain
My insides are slowly burning
My heart is giving in.
In this stupid game of fantasy
I'm sure to never win
Don't take me to a hospital
A doctor won't cure my ails
I'll tough it out through this torment
Until my love sick heart just fails.
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A Dash of Madness
PoetryThe mind is a horrible thing to waste. Now when you have a mind like mine, where monsters come out to play and happy things come in bursts, it helps to write things down. From bad days to good days and everything in between I try to make sense of...
