I don't care
Sell your feelings whatever it takes.
No more pain, no more relationship.
Just that noise, which demons make,
Like an ad, which you can not skip.
You enter my comfort zone
To separate my flesh and blood
From soul with a giant hole.
And as a result I fall apart.
Heartless, painless deviant splash of
Anger on the paper, the horror
On my face, neon stroke, lights off.
Just one death. Can I borrow?
Why if you feel nothing, I must?
(Try to show yourself sometimes)
Now I have nobody else to trust.
( What if the mental murder is a type of crime?)
Dropping all my poems, I cry out:
"That's all, I don't wanna write,
I've already said everything, I'm screaming about.
And you won't hear it." I give myself a bite.
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