"Masochist"
That memory when you told me that I was just a friend,
I printed it, displayed it in the front row of my mind
I framed it in my house, I hung it on my wall
Not like a medal or a trophy but a picture in a funeral
I look at it every time I walk past by it
Like a fool who is asking for a death sentence
That memory made me cry and I cried until I got tired
I cried until blood came flowing out of my eyes
I said I will hold on to you until my hands bleed
I said I will write you letters until I forget how to read
I will pray until both my knees are bruised
I will give everything until I have nothing else to lose
If fate will chain me down to stop me from being with you,
I will cut my foot out of the chains just to get to you
I will run in a maze of blades, I will run no matter how I bleed
I will cut my eyes out of its socket so I can see no one else
Your name will be nailed in my heart and mind
You are a needle in my heart but also a needle in a haystack
I will jump in a stack of needles just to find you
No weapon can break me, no chains can stop me
I will take off any chains until they ripped my skin apart
I will put my hand in a glass of acid to get that key to your heart
I will bend in many ways until I faced all directions possible
Loving you is a huge knife above me and I am laying underneath it
I am ready to be broken in half, ready to be shredded into pieces
I will bow down to every powerful being just to see you again
Mountains, valleys, and oceans between us mean nothing
I will climb every mountain no matter how many times I fall
No matter how many times I broke my bones
No matter how high it is I will never turn around and give up
I will reach that peak and I will reach you
I will walk any valley, I will march till death
I will find you, I will find my destination
I will swim no matter how wide the seas are
I will fight every time the waves want to take me away
If I drown at least I died trying to be with you
If I have the power, I will cut the seas in half
Just like Moses did to free his people
And I can only find my freedom in you
This is the reason why I need to reach you
Let me bruise up my body, let me cut up my skin
Let me break all my bones, let me bleed all of my wounds
Stand still and let me pay for all of my sins
This is my punishment for loving you
A death sentence for my stubbornness
Loving you is the main source of my pain
But I, the author of this book, still keep on doing it
I guess this is the greatest proof that I am truly a masochist.
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You are Unfortunately my Amaranthine Night sky
ПоэзияA Compilation of Self Written Poems and Songs This is book is made up of 70 poems specifically made for a certain someone, I rather not say. He was an inspiration for all of these poems written from tears. I spent so much time writing my thoughts in...
