#7
We’re back to where we started, even though it’s through
Your support I need to guide me, take me away with you.
Your face masks the poison which again draws me in.
The touch of your hand on mine leaves tingles on my skin.
Your kiss on my cheek as you say your sweetest farewell.
You’re my only weakness, I’m addicted to your smell.
Your words cut with knives that “I don’t want you no more.”
I’ve just let you back in; I don’t want to be some other guys whore.
You tell me you’re troubled as you move my hair with your thumb.
Troubled or not I need you and I know I will succumb.
I tell you we were beautiful and you just digress.
How could you kill me? With love so wreckless.
Your touch leaves a mark; a heart shaped bruise.
And I love you so but I know, that we’ve got issues.
You’re a burden to my soul, my body and my heart,
But when you walk away from me, my insides full apart.
What am I doing? I let you use me each and every day.
I know what you’re after but I let you in again, anyway.
We part with a letter this way I can say goodbye,
I’m going some place quiet, somewhere I can die.
This girl has loved and lost every part of “love” she knows,
But I have to let you go for now as it’s want you want, I suppose.
I wrote this poem in April when I was very low, I never named it.
