I think what scares me the most
Is that I dont know how its gonna die
Will it be shot down by ego and left out to bleed
Or will it be pinned down by pettiness,
Getting dragged in the streetsCause see... love is a crazy thing,
Its something I could never really accept
That's why you always see me
Fully decked out in blackI've got my casket all picked out,
And it's dripping in gold,
All my exes in their vests,
Their the reason i'm coldI'm too scared to ever love,
So I yell homicide,
But to be honest
Lack of trust
Has lead me to suicide
I mean...
I'm the reason my own heart diedWait see...
That last part was a lie,
I just like to be prepared
I don't like to put all of my
Eggs in just one basket,
But its funny because im already
Prepared to put my heart in a casketI'm just afraid of love...
building trust,
Because anytime i do
People show me why
I shouldnt open upSo I try to get ready for heart break...
I know your probably thinking that
I am insane but
It happens so I
Try to get ready for painI wonder what will be written
You know on our tomb stone,
Here lies the death of iyanah's love
For her ex or will it say something
Short and witty,
Sad and punny?Here marks the lies that her ex would provide,
Here marks the spot where their love for each other diedMaybe im too scared to get my hopes up,
Because there is always something,
One thing that
Messes stuff up,
That one thing that basically scews up the loveSo,
Forgive me,
For acting like a 32 year old man
Getting ready for the apocalypse
I've got back up
No i'm not cheating
See its good to make sure you always
Have a plan BLike if we dont work out,
Than I plan on going to a college
Most likely not out in stockton,
And i'll get my own apartment,
Who knows,
For me there's no stoppinGeez! I hate the way I think
Really, I mean i'm practically yelling
"R.I.P!"And that is where I go and yell out
That this love, was homicide,
But the way that im thinking
Just proves that its suicide!Your probably going to break up with me,
I bet you'll get tired of trying to prove to me that were really gonna last,
And I dont blame you,
I mean i'd give up pretty fastSee with me,
Its gonna take alot to prove it,
Months to do this,
On the real, its pretty useless trying to
Stick with meI'm always so damn clueless
I never know when the love is true
And, I end messing up everything so
There it lies,
This love could easily die by
Social suicideSo here I am...
Decked out in black
Just waiting for the moment
When you break up with my assTissues already sitting
On the top of my night stand
Ice cream in the freezer
And remote in my hand13 movies to watch when i'm sad
And a list of songs to listen to
When i'm feeling really bad
So yeah...I think what scares me the most
Is that I dont know how its gonna die
But honestly the things
That i've been preachingI think I might be the reason why...
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Skeletons
Poetryeveryone has their skeletons, and now its time for those skeletons...to come out of the closet