You are every bit of me;
notice where I was wrong.
A self destruct personality.
You were easier then some.
When I watch you break away from everyone bit of gloom.
I see you finally smile.
I automatically assume;
You are now as happy as I wish you were.
With every little bit of me I should've saw your curse.
When you walk away.
I slowly realize it burns.
Me from the outside in;
Slowly weighing in to the darkness you had at first.
How I wish to see the happy me before.
I'm not balming you for depression.
I'm relating to your sore.
Help me fix my pieces or fuck your throat with a knife.
Take a way my pain;
Or burn me plain in sight.
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'...
