Friday, March 11, 2016

Breaking up

I wanna hate you,
Despise you,
I don't wanna be nice,
I don't wanna be friends,
I wanna hate you,
Because this is the only way,
I will ever get over you.

I wanna forget you,
Forget our kisses,
I don't wanna love you,
I don't wanna be friends,
I wanna hate you,
Because this is the only way,
I will ever get over you.

Will I ever get over you? :(

Tuesday, March 8, 2016

My poetic self

I am the most poetic when I am sad,
When I am a broken piece of hell,
And the world around me spins in tears,
Then am I the most poetic self.

I am the most poetic because I am,
In a situation I never saw myself in,
When I hoped of better days before me,
With people I had hoped to be with.

I am the most poetic when I am sad,
I can spill my emotions in black and white,
To ease the bloody screaming wounds,
And the heart that's burning in fires blue.

I am the most poetic when I am sad,
When I am in the worst of my state,
Shattered dreams and stormy days,
It still helps calm the rain away.