I am trading with you,
my sanity can't hold the true,
feeling like a bubble trapped in your blue,
wishing somebody should set me free,
and kill me relentlessly,
even blood can't pour after those monstrosity,
oh! i have tools to see,
used it like you used me,
but be careful like you didn't do to me,
try to be responsible, act on your age,
we're not that young to handle things too clumsy,
here's my heart,
just don't break it,
the offer?, it's free at all cost,
but your faithfulness is the key to open the lock before you grab it,
do you love me?,
i have to bargain with ghosts,
just to make you feel me,
I'll buy some pain killers,
just to make myself okay,
a box or tons of patience,
until I prove those words that they aren't just a play,
missing your calls aren't make me feel insane,
just a touch of loneliness after those cold texts and messages after replies,
of goodnight,
I treat you some ice creams,
and i'll make sure they were cold as you,
and then we'll go to the hottest part,
where you should break my heart,
under the sun,
your'e melting,
the cone in your hand suddenly interrupting,
your'e not just eating them,
but your'e just throwing them up,
Ice creams don't bring you calmness my love,
sweet from the start till the end doesn't mean that your'e already strong at sweetness,
coldness doesn't mean that you should end it up,
the cones aren't just a cone,
they have the part of holding those coldness from the ice,
until somebody throws it,
those coldness aren't make you feel numb,
it burns instantly my love,
are you going to let go? after i treat you?,
or it was just the last trip?, or a short retreat?,
understanding why those warmth suddenly fade,
after messing around the ice,
buying ice cream from the middle of Antarctica,
Here's a brand new pair of shoes,
that I should wear on my foot,
oh! those shoes of you and your lover,
how can i fit myself from entering a friendship?,
if the size of the room of your heart is only for two?,
and after you break my heart twice?,
and your'e saying that i should be nice?,
Oh! if your'e not the type of person who likes commitment,
shoes aren't for you my love,
right from the start i wanted to ask you,
but it feels like your'e not going to like those words i wanted to say,
your'e eyes seems to be so fiery,
so red, so dark, so eerie,
i am on my stand, just making things right, your words are deadly,
how to fit two shoes that aren't paired from the start?,
or just a shoelace from the last chapter that tangled your heart?,
Here's a water,
go drink some for your power,
i was wondering if you drink some,
after i let you swim from my tears,
it isn't that salty,
but i am sure that it taste like sweat,
i think you can't taste nor expect to much from me,
because i know your'e that numb to accept those,
even you just to see it from your eyes,
your hands can't handle the dirty tears and clothes,
tear me and i'll get down the offer,
or just accept the fact that you have another lover,
oh! i see, he do things that are greater than the top of my ceilings,
and he do things great that brings the change of your feelings,
those tears can't buy another girl from the bargain,
and even gold can't turn to diamonds,
and even hearts can't bring back those aches and blindfolds.
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Pen - pen: Disarm my Pain
PuisiA poetry of insanity •I know you're reading this for fun, but it isn't Fun at all• Highest Rank: #1 in poetry - September 2021 #2 in poetry - January 2020
