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This pain they call love
This was the last straw we went too far this time
Dimented vindictive lies no matter the cost or the rhyme
We says that we still love but both know our love's gone cold.
Theres times we still will touch but this lust is getting old
Our resentment turns to hate, and our hearts have turned so brittle.
All these petty head games what a sadistic riddle.
These emotions turn to cess and septic go our souls.
The more we hurt each other, our rage we can't control.
There was a time of happiness but the truth is were both lost.
When toxic emotions start leaking out its us both that pay the cost .
These paths that we have travelled play over in my mind
I wouldn't learn didn't want to heal, my sanity I'd leave behind. I felt so many emotions they were bursting out the Seims
So many nights locked In my room muffled cries and screams.
all these mixed feelings not happy not sad
I must be thankful for when we did love and all the good times we had.
These days I think back to all the pain and hurt.
I wouldnt change it for the world im grateful for all the blood and dirt.
I learnt to love with all my heart no conditions will ever hold me back.
Compassion, forgiveness, and unconditional love my ultimate sneak attack.
Dimented vindictive lies no matter the cost or the rhyme
We says that we still love but both know our love's gone cold.
Theres times we still will touch but this lust is getting old
Our resentment turns to hate, and our hearts have turned so brittle.
All these petty head games what a sadistic riddle.
These emotions turn to cess and septic go our souls.
The more we hurt each other, our rage we can't control.
There was a time of happiness but the truth is were both lost.
When toxic emotions start leaking out its us both that pay the cost .
These paths that we have travelled play over in my mind
I wouldn't learn didn't want to heal, my sanity I'd leave behind. I felt so many emotions they were bursting out the Seims
So many nights locked In my room muffled cries and screams.
all these mixed feelings not happy not sad
I must be thankful for when we did love and all the good times we had.
These days I think back to all the pain and hurt.
I wouldnt change it for the world im grateful for all the blood and dirt.
I learnt to love with all my heart no conditions will ever hold me back.
Compassion, forgiveness, and unconditional love my ultimate sneak attack.
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