It's a disease
Incurable with injections and medicines
"Oh my god is she manipulating me?"
This is really hard and confusing and mad to think about
But I feel nothing but madness
Running through my veins, up to my head
And I screamed with blood and tears in my eyes
This makes me want to go crazy all of a sudden
I know it's a disease with blood and bone
Wrapped all alone
Thinking about her makes my stomach sick with butterflies
The butterflies are dying
Leaving smoke and dust behind
They might devours me destroy me and chew me up
They aren't like monsters under the bed but worst then them
They haunt you in your dreams turning them into nightmares
You didn't even knew they excised before "love" came in
They say it's a beautiful experience
But they didn't say how terrifying it is to be in love
The voices in your head with kill you with whispers
And words you didn't even knew were invented
Suddenly there are questions and words swimming in your head
You didn't care about before falling in love
Yes, falling in love is a wonderful experience
But love can make you crazy in blood
And I saw red and blue coming out of your veins as I cut through them
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Dead Souls She Ones Loved
PoetryThe sky tuned red. The sun sinking deeper into the core of the ocean. The black curling in while the yellow disappeared behind the massive blue. She felt numb, feeling herself deep under water. The dying sun's final rays falling on her reached out h...
