You are polluting me, killing me.
You are polluting me, killing me.
But I love it anyways.
But I love it anyways.
You love killing me, anyways.
Polluting it, me, you.
I am craving your affection.
I am craving your affection.
You call it an affliction.
You call it an affliction.
Your affection, an affliction.
I am craving your call.
I want to love you.
I want to love you.
But this is wrong.
But this is wrong.
To love you is wrong.
But I want this.
You hurt me too much.
You hurt me too much.
I'm scared of your touch.
I'm scared of your touch.
You touch me too much.
I'm scared of you.
But then you say you love the broken me.
But then you say you love the broken me.
And my heart will skip a beat.
And my heart will skip a beat.
My love, you skip.
My heart, broken.
I take each and every hit.
I take each and every hit.
I'm too scared to leave.
I'm too scared to leave.
Too scared to hit.
Leave!
We are through!
We are through!
I'm done with you!
I'm done with you!
You are done.
Done with we.
You had a knife.
You had a knife.
It ended so fast.
It ended so fast.
A knife, so fast.
You had ended it.
They will never find me.
They will never find me.
You're buried in the backyard.
You're buried in the backyard.
You're in me.
They find the backyard.
I tell them everything.
I tell them everything.
I no longer feel guilty.
I no longer feel guilty.
Everything I no longer feel.
Guilty!
Forever imprisoned.
Forever imprisoned.
But can't you tell I'm free?
But can't you tell I'm free?
You can't, I'm imprisoned.
Forever free.
I love you, son.
I love you, son.
Now please, leave.
Now please, leave.
Please, son.
I love you, now leave.
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I'm Only Human
Poezja❝The greatness of humanity is not in being human, but in being humane.❞ -Mahatma Gandhi This book is a collection of poems. Some are happy, others aren't. Please respect this, and heed my warning of mature/triggering content.
