You stab me gently with your words
They poke at my heart like needles
The hate you spill all over me
Yet there's the love you bring into me
You take the air out of my lungs
Forcefully yet I enjoyed it.
Overwhelming me with the way you use your words
The way you rip through my ribs to get to my heart
But it's okay, it had belong to you anyway,
You stab me gently with a knife
It pokes at my heart
Till it rips through and I bleed.
Now I realize the mess you made
The mess we've become
The mess our love had come to.
And now I realize the damage that's been inflicted.
The damage we created.
The chaos that ruled over our lives,
And poisoned our minds.
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Midnight Thoughts
PoetryThe thoughts that pass through my brain as I contemplate my decisions and ask myself, "Is it really worth it?"
