I got tired of waiting for you to come back
Hoping, wishing, praying with all I had
But still, I beat myself up for this
Stop! Stop playing my heart like this.
Forgive me, for I had been a fool
I let you treat me like a tool
I let you play me like an instrument
And that is for your own amusement.
Falling for you is like sky-diving
But without a parachute
Or being the perfect target, standing
Anticipating for you to shoot.
Being with you is like drinking poison
But it gets me out of my prison
It's like the only way we could be together
Is if I kill myself first.
Loving you is like losing air
I win and I lose, it's quite unfair
The more I feel, the more I can't breathe
So tell me, do I die or do I live?
-Nik.
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Forbidden Thoughts
PoetryWriting is my escape. But as much as it helps me to run from my problems, it also helps me to confess them. Though, no one is a saint, including me. There are words I shouldn't say, feelings I shouldn't feel, and poetries I shouldn't write. So here...
