I've never been one for the subject
Never allowing anyone to get close since that fateful day
Oh, how no one knows what it's like to have to force everyone away.
Being afraid to bring those you love close knowing it never last
That everyone leaves one way or another
I remember the burn in my stomach as I choked
I knew then everything would change
I don't want to be close to people
The burden of knowing that one day you're too much to handle
I'm scared that I get clingy too soon or too late
And have to pull myself away
Though still watching in the background
Nothing burns more than watching those you love
Succeed without you
Forgettable
So easily forgettable you forget that you were happy once
Putting everyone before you
And finally giving up on the hope that you are anything more than a pawn
Love is a subject of its own too hard to understand
To accept that someone couldn't leave you behind
A light to illuminate the darkness
The darkness that oh is so comforting
It's so easily dismissed as well
Please don't touch me because I know I will crave it
Please don't promise me anything
Cause I can't except even the hint of friendship
Cause everything revolves around the word love
Nothing can change on how I feel about the subject
Getting sick at the thought of someone, anyone showing me a hint
Don't get too close voices whispers
Push away what you can never understand
It only hurts you more in the end
Remember who was there for you when you cried
The darkness who comforted you when you were alone
You need nobody but yourself
You've come this far with no one
How can I fight an internal battle with myself when I force myself to be mean
I never wanted this burning sensation in my heart
I never wanted anyone but myself
The darkness is the only friend I ever needed
The shadow of the child I used to know is already fading
Her smile and happiness
Replaced by another broken and grown
A cold-hearted and hatred is replaced
Though why do I still crave that familiar pain?
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Life as a Poet
PoetryA bunch of poems and short stories from the perspective of being a poet. They range from being break up related to falling in love.
