Why is your image still stuck in my head,
A figure who can never be mine.
A joke that went too far two lost heart yearning to be one
Not out of love but out of desperation
I feel you and see you
Even as hot water tries to wash you off of my skin
You're still there
You touch still scorching my flesh wherever you touched me
Hand desperate to hold onto whatever they can
Why do I want to hold you and cuddle you again,
The way your fingers are flames to me
And the way I am like a candle
We both told one another we weren't ready but still hurting
I can't love you for reason unknown to even me
And you're hurting to touch someone who can make you wild
The way your lips lay on mine driving me wild
As I hold my breath another burn on my body
I can't love you cause I know it will hurt
Because for once I'm putting myself before someone so I don't break
You are the first person to do this and ask if I'm alright
The first to listen to my fears of continue and holding me tight afterward
I'd trust you with my life and it hurts
As the fucken hot water burns my body just to get you off
Every second is tense now
My breath burns as I need to release it but I can't
I won't do this to another person
Love has hurt me before and I can't let it hurt me again
You're better than me or whatever else I know
I can't hurt my best friend
I'm not beautiful to you
I can't be...
Everyone I touch I hurt
Death and I are alike as when we touch someone they die
My touch is like charcoal all over you now
I feel so guilty that I'm still trembling from thinking of you
Why didn't I push you away
I just want to hold someone and feel their heartbeat
I can't see myself with you with someone better than I could ever fucken be
I'm a disgusting monster who fucks up everything
Please don't love me
I'm still burning your touch
The burn of water isn't washing you off...
I'm... sorry
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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.
