Everything could be lies
I'll still eat up likes they're
Pies, asking for more until
I can't handle it, too meaty
Too greasy, too easy to listen
I'll feed myself crying when I'm
In denial, this isn't happening
Right now, I'm not drowning
Suffocating in what is made
Up, killing me and they say
It doesn't hurt, betrayal is just
In your head, they haven't done
Anything to you, "stop dramatising"
They said, I can't because I'm not
"Here is the milk, now rub it into
Your thighs" it'll take the pain away
It doesn't and stays, no matter how
Badly I want it gone, no matter how
Badly I want to come down, it reaches
A new high, honey sticks onto your lips
People feed you poison when what you
Want is food, they could give you diamonds yet they hand you gold, Bringing back into the fold the mood They left you with, never satisfied I Wear the gloves stepping into the
Ring, let's have a fight I'm still thirsty For your blood, "do you taste it?" That Metallic liquid on your tongue, it's Spilling down my throat I'm not done With it, let's make it flood just me
And the demons battling it out until One loses and one wins, I intend it to be me with a crown.
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PoetryPoetry from a sad girl Ranging from love to heartbreak, happiness to sadness and feeling low to depression and so on. I hope people find that they can relate to what I write and by taking in the words that they find healing. All Rights Reserved Cop...
