I put myself in this sort of situation every time
I make the same mistakes over and over again
It's like I never fucking learn
but I do and
the mistakes they haunt me
they whisper in my ear
hissing in my head
leading me towards temptation
and I'll fall again and again
for "baby's" and "I love you's" from
the lips of snakes who
wrap themselves around my throat
printing their skin on mine
reminding me that 'll never forget
I'll never forget and
I'll keep getting my heart broken
but for what?
what will break when nothing at all
is left?
- 2:07 pm
YOU ARE READING
Sweet Nothing
PoetryA small collection of poems written from a dark place in my head.. From the deepest reaches of my soul to the hollow of my heart, on your screen is everything I found the words to express, whether or not it makes any sense at all.
