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'Are You Trying to Lose Me?'
What I do believe...I believe you when you say you love me.
What kind of love? I'm not for certain.
Friendly love? Yes.
Romantic love? I'm not so sure.
Lust? Most definitely.
What I don't believe...when you say you'll always be there for me.
I don't believe that you plan to end your current life.
I don't believe that you plan to start a life with me.
I don't believe that I can trust your word -- regardless of how often you say your word is your bond.
My gut tells me otherwise.
My gut has never lied.
I just never listened before.
Should I listen now?
Should I finally go against my heart?
Should I do what very well could finally break me into a million irreplaceable pieces?
Those are the questions I must answer...and answer quickly.
I've fallen too deep.
I have a habit of such.
I'm lost...
So lost...
Lost in you.
Lost in my feelings.
Lost in my heart.
Lost in the world.
Lost.
You're like the disappearing act in a magicians show.
Around every corner I look to see if you're still there.
I always expected it to happen quickly.
Within the blink of an eye.
Yet again you have surprised me...disappearing instead...in a much slower fashion.
Unfortunately, it hurts much more this way.
Instead of ripping the bandaid off quickly...you are slowly pulling...tearing...ripping me to shreds.
I no longer know what to believe.
Can anything in this world truly be trusted?
Must I always live such a guarded life? In constant fear of being broken beyond repair?
Those are the questions I must answer...and answer quickly..
I've fallen too deep.
I have a habit of such.
I'm lost...
So lost...
Lost in you.
Lost in my feelings.
Lost in my heart.
Lost in the world.
Lost.
What kind of love? I'm not for certain.
Friendly love? Yes.
Romantic love? I'm not so sure.
Lust? Most definitely.
What I don't believe...when you say you'll always be there for me.
I don't believe that you plan to end your current life.
I don't believe that you plan to start a life with me.
I don't believe that I can trust your word -- regardless of how often you say your word is your bond.
My gut tells me otherwise.
My gut has never lied.
I just never listened before.
Should I listen now?
Should I finally go against my heart?
Should I do what very well could finally break me into a million irreplaceable pieces?
Those are the questions I must answer...and answer quickly.
I've fallen too deep.
I have a habit of such.
I'm lost...
So lost...
Lost in you.
Lost in my feelings.
Lost in my heart.
Lost in the world.
Lost.
You're like the disappearing act in a magicians show.
Around every corner I look to see if you're still there.
I always expected it to happen quickly.
Within the blink of an eye.
Yet again you have surprised me...disappearing instead...in a much slower fashion.
Unfortunately, it hurts much more this way.
Instead of ripping the bandaid off quickly...you are slowly pulling...tearing...ripping me to shreds.
I no longer know what to believe.
Can anything in this world truly be trusted?
Must I always live such a guarded life? In constant fear of being broken beyond repair?
Those are the questions I must answer...and answer quickly..
I've fallen too deep.
I have a habit of such.
I'm lost...
So lost...
Lost in you.
Lost in my feelings.
Lost in my heart.
Lost in the world.
Lost.
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