All I could do,
Was stare.
Stare at the wall,
With tears in my eyes.
11:43 and you are on my mind,
But that is all the time,
To give something a name,
Is to give it a pulse.
Faint, fainter, fainting,
GONE.
Take a sip,
Of my desperate attempt.
Tasting everything.
Suddenly everything,
That ever hurt me.
Fainting pulse until it's gone.
I still miss her,
Even with all she put me through.
It's messed up,
I know.
That's what love,
Has done to me.
Love it's friendship,
But set on fire.
Something once lost,
Will never return.
Spending time in the dark,
Surrounded by darkness.
So I became the darkness,
Don't trust too much.
Don't love too much.
Don't care too much.
Too much,
Will hurt you.
So much,
Fragile.
Fragile,
People like glass.
Careless,
Shattered on the ground.
I learned how to lie,
Out of the love,
I held in my heart,
For everyone else.
Born to go up in flames.
A can of gasoline,
In love with a match.
How absurd.
But I would burn myself alive,
Just to feel warm.
Don't waste your time,
On me.
You're already the voice inside my head,
I miss you.
Why would you hurt,
Someone whose only intentions,
Were to love you?
Sitting sitting,
On the shower floor,
Water beating upon my head.
Hyperventilating,
Screaming your name into my hands.
You were the air I struggled to breathe,
And I wasn't even the dirt under your fingernails.
Sometimes,
Love is the most,
Fucked-up thing you,
Can do to someone you love.
Love above all,
Is a sacrifice.
In which you lose yourself,
Gone up in flames.
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Şiir나로부터의 자유 - Freedom from me I chose to name this book using Romanized Korean and Hanguk because Korean media gave me the courage to release my works and to continue writing. I also chose to title it Freedom from me over Freedom from myself because I...
