No more movies, no more stories, keep your movies and your books
I can't take another song, singing about all things love
No part of me can take them anymore, I don't want to hear a thing
That will remind me of all the warmth and love I don't receive
From dusk till dawn, my heart just bleeds, no chance of healing in sight
With all the blood I'm losing, I keep asking myself how I still breathe
The cold has spread between us, irrevocably and irreparably
Just the sight of you tightens the iron grip on my heart.
We are growing apart, drifting further every moment of every day
I've tried everything, but I can't take this life anymore
Nothing I try has soothed the pain anymore
But my will to try dies a little more with every passing day
All those people talking about true love, living life to the fullest
Just remind me of the precious life I have been wasting
All I mistook for love now holds me in its chokehold
While I watch the world pass me by, longing for an escape
You have me where you wanted me, you worked to hard to get me here
I have nowhere to go, nowhere to run
You finally tied me down and blocked off every escape route
But don't underestimate the hoops I am willing to jump through
I fall asleep, my heart pained with melancholy, dreaming of the life I want
Fantasizing about all I was supposed to have
Barely able to close my eyes and lay my head to rest
I wished I were anything but next to you
There is no love between us, even though I always thought there was
There is no connection keeping us together anymore
There is no bond weaker than the one I tried to build for us
If there even ever was one, something I can only doubt
No matter how upbeat, no matter how catchy or bubbly
Those insufferable lovesongs just confront me with it all
I try not to listen to the words that are being sung
But it's no use, my heart is already aching
No matter how much I love reading, love stories I cannot stomach
It must be all fantasy, it just has to be, I'm sure
Because why is everybody around me this happy
While I wither away in your cold, loveless hands?
You try to change from time to time, I'll give you that
But my gut tells me your time is up, the end is near
You left me bleeding far too many times, unfazed by my heartbreak
Unwilling to admit that it was you breaking it every single time
Movies have become harder to choose, no matter what Netflix brings me
As long as it's not about love, it might help me feel... okay
But nothing is ever NOT about love, and everybody rubs my nose in it
I'm stuck with you, translating to forever being alone
I skip every lovesong, refuse every romantic comedy
I put down my book whenever anything becomes sappy in the slightest
I turn away when you try to kiss me or tell me you love me
Because I stopped believing a long time ago
YOU ARE READING
Between summer days and thunderstorms
PoetryThese are poems, it's not a book! These short ones come from the dephts of my heart, and reflect what I go through. Some days are harder than others, as they are for any of us. I use my fantasy to write about it, and numb the pain a bit. I hope you...
