I enjoy pain.
It's the only thing I know,
It goes deep, deeper than your soul
Darkness!
Ain't it all part of the gig?
I hate to pry, my dear soul.
"Pain and i"
Our friendship knows no bounds.
We are the both sides of the same coin
Yes pain my other half
Pain my first love.
It's my obsession
And I it's possession.
There's no escape not that I need to be free.
What's me without my daily dose
When everyone mocks and shy away.
That's not me whining, it's already a part of me.
My one friend embraces me with a promise of never leaving my side
So tell me my dear soul,
Who's gonna comfort you when everyone is disgusted with you.
No I wish not to be free cause friends don't leave friends.
That's my vow to you,
My dear obsession.
YOU ARE READING
Deep thoughts
PoetryI blocked them, I swear I did. My emotions are not toys kids buy to fulfill their new, short , lived obsession. I am not only good until boredom shows up to your door step again. If I must remind you I am human just like you; being used makes...
