A bit of madness is the key| a poetry book

Failed love

TW / death, slight mention of harm?

Stay safe everyone!!

Spitting venom in my eyes,

words so sweet I ight just die,

my heart is being torn in half,

holding you but letting myself hide.

I wish you saw my true colours,

I wish I was the one you chose.

But now I'm just dripping sour

tears and now my moouth is closed.

It hurts being silenced by the dancer

who took your hand

and made you feel alive.

But the time is not correct, there's no answer

as to why am I so unloved by them.

The seed in my heart has been planted

and bloomed into a blind piece of love

that falls in love and aches

'cause all people do is break their soul.

And I see how you think,

all the other flowers have been collected,

I've never been scented

and that's why love seems so sweet.

But it's venom,

poison that's been living in my heart.

I try to break my arms and curse my mind

but without love,

I might as well just die.

But I feel so dead,

I cut my breath,

all my enemies catch my death

and I regret

that I ever planted the seed in my chest.

Now I regret

that I ever met

such beautiful hair like yours,

that tied me up

and broke me down.

Now I'm sitting here,

yet again left alone

in the empty arms

of rejection.

But now I know

my soul is gone

and I'd rather be

dead than alone.

I hope one day

someone will see me

for myself

and not for someone else.

Bu the truth is,

the dark has embraced me

and taken me into its home -

I'd rather be dead,

at least then I won't be alone.

- P.

Written on 11/02/19