You better turn around
You better walk away
I know you hear that sound
Ignore it if you mayDon't go after it
Don't try to know what it says
It's going to destroy you
Trust me on thisIt's going to strip you from your sight
Your touch
Sense of taste
It's going to drive you mad
Trying to figure out what it wants
What it craves
What it's thirsty forDon't give my love the satisfaction of destroying your heart
Lost and confused
dried eyes
A heart that pours
Taking over me
Consuming me
It's inside of me
Will I feel whole again?
Will I ever feel complete?Please, just turn around
Don't look at me
I know you feel that pound
Ignore it if you may
For it's inside of you
Not only have you felt it
For I did tooI am cursed but I manage
What comes from within is the damage
Manic
Panic
Satanic
But I carry my own baggage and it's gigantic
Damn itIt's not about protecting myself
I literally can't do it again
I want to feel it
I want to live itI can't
It's out of my reach
My hearts grasping for care and comfort
Knowing that it had been stripped away from meI could give you my heart and everything I own
Though I urge you not to stick around for too long
Just take what you need and goMaybe you can
Maybe it's what you want
To stay I mean
But I know I can't
Don't ask me why
I don't know why
Maybe it's because I can
Yet why should I?I'm not ashamed
I'm not ashamed of my past
Of the words I have spoken
I am not ashamed of my sins
Nor am I ashamed of the soul beneath my skin
I refuse to make amends
By the way I was molded and shaped
And of that I am not ashamedSo don't tell me you want in
That you want to stay
You want to help
I can help my own selfDon't tell me that you can make me happy
For happiness comes from within
Don't tell me you want to erase the bad memories from my brain
For I never want to forgetYou're welcome at anytime
You can stay
You can try
Don't expect much from me although I could give you my heart
But I will not provideDon't expect me to let you in
My walls are high
Don't expect to call me yoursFor I
I will never be anyone's
So please keep that in mind.
YOU ARE READING
breathing
Poetryscrambled words of a tangled tongue, struggles of an unfamiliar figure.