Roses are red. Violets are Blue
Do bullets hurts?
Because loving you does too
Remember what I said about drugs?
How you're the only drug I love?
I shouldn't have drugs
But I can't have you
It hurts like hell
It stabs like a knife
When you think about the future
And how all you can see is her being your future wife
I sometimes consider telling you my feelings
Maybe one day
Bt then again
Her, she stands in my way
I see the way you look at her
I always see you stare
Guess what?
That feels the same as be in shot
Not that you care
Ever wonder why I cover my entire body?
Why I never show skin?
Because I cut myself
The more pain, the deeper the blade goes in
Don't you see?
Can't you tell
She's devious
Do you need me to spell?
She doesn't want you
She only wants attention
I want you
I'll show you affection.
Would I ever lie to you?
Would I ever deceive you?
No, and I don't wanna
Do I seem to?
My hands are red and so is the blade
I'll admit it hurts
But blood=pain
YOU ARE READING
Poet (Complete)
PoetryJughead, with his amazing writing skills, wants to be a poet when he grows up. He wants to practice to become better, so he writes poems about him. His best friend, and crush, Archie Andrews.
