dedication: why do you constantly want to fight, even when things are going great, will you ever let yourself be happy with me?
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ive fought this battle with your demons
so many times
i thought i was your hero,
you thought i was the knife
how quick you'll take my breath away,
when you twist the dagger in my gut
and tell me that you love me, even then
the glitter in your eyes
is really kinda charming
you wipe the stray tears on my face
with a cloth of my own blood
guess the joker sent a prayer
cause i really hoped
i had won
i should've seen this coming
but i hid behind your smile
so intoxicatingly convincing
i figured you'd stay for awhile
it's hard to fight your words
maybe they were right
maybe i was naive to think
you'd stay for the night
foolish of me, to think i
was the one for you,
even the voices in your head,
told you i wasn't enough for you
I can't keep fighting to keep
someone in my arms,
if they don't want
my touch
the next time you send me off to battle,
my strength will come
undone
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Words In The Dark
PoetryWords are so powerful. They've built me up and knocked me down a million times. Somehow, I still love using them in poems to cope. Poetry is the best way I could rationally communicate these feelings! These are my words in the dark. This does deal...
