this lust to my brain is almost like a gun to my heart you feel this pain and ache with me just the same we torture each other like its a game you fall apart and call my name while i look at you and turn away with hate in my eyes but astranged love in my heart til death do us part til love kills us bothyour love is like poison to me grief and torment to befolded up like laundry you want meto wear it on my sleeves i would do anything to get away fromyou and thats just not righti ts not worth the fight its not worththe restless nights the long days without sun light its almost like . . . you robbed me of happiness and you filled me up with stress so you can clean up all this messand you think im lying so your so quick to test and ditest but you always follow the rest and get upset and say its my fault it is im caught between a rock anda hard place and when we kiss. . .
is it hurting so much for you to stay alivedont you think it hurts more to diebut still you strive on heart ache and painyou stay real to the game and continuoslyignore me calling your name what a shame dont whipser in my earso i can hearwhat i can seeim perfectly fine with out you hurting me this poem may seem long but i got alot on my mind and if you stay and listen you just might find somone who cares and cant stand the stressso if that means i have to pull the trigger myselfso ill do it and with you get help dont hope and dream that were still togetherbecause were not and you ruined a perfectly good forever
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