Pull me in different directions.
No faults, no given blames.
I'm holding tight to both of you;
Trying to control my brain.
It's complex when you don't know;
Who your talking to anymore.
I feel insanity holding on,
And that's something I'm sure.
Drop one, keep both ,I don't know.
Hold on ,let go.
Ohhh no.
Here I am at the start I'm left with none.
I've fucked up my plans you see.
I can't understand what to do.
You two have pulled me through;
This hell hole I've been stuck in.
Tears fade, emotions rush in.
Bury all your secrets in my skin.
I hold on to things for both.
How long can I hold?
Am I as sharp as glass,
Or as dull as something bland.
You two set me free.
I'm alone and lost at sea.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryPoetry has always completely held me together. It's kind like how you breathe oxygen. It's something I have to do. Poetry is something like oxygen to me. Without it I wouldn't survive. ~ remember love is a crime and I'll do the time for loving what'...
