I'm a sucker for your love
Even when it hurts
Like an addict needs a drug
Though it makes them worse
You take my love for granted
You know where I'll be
Leave my heart and mind panting
But never doubt my Loyalty
We spend our days fighting
And at night we make up
We play like nothings happening
Sweep it all under the rug
So back to my drug of choice
Slowly, sinking, drownedAs I lose my voice
Drowned out by your sound.
I fight to make this work
I beg, cry, plea
At the end of the day we both hurt
And it all comes down to me
I crave your attention
I'm starving for your kiss
I need an Intervention
But you're the one I miss
My heart craves more of you
But I need too much
Leading us to feud
Leaving you feeling like not enough
Maybe I'm just not adept
Try as I might
I may have to accept
That this simply isn't right.
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Poetry of Me
PoetryThis is a continuation of Poured Out on Paper. Filled with happiness, love, anger, and lust, here's to another poetry book, and to a whole new adventure... (: