If you've truly seen who I am,
You wouldn't even be able
To set your eyes on me
Without getting repulsed.
You say I'm a kind-hearted person,
But for every second you say that
Heightens my urge to tear everything apart.
How could you call me kind
When my disgusting mind
Is flooded with the darkest of thoughts
Which I find impossible to resist?
I know I should resist it,
But for each time I do,
These thoughts grow stronger
To the point I'm doomed to give in,
And I'm only lucky if you save
Me from doing anything I will regret.
You say you'll always stand by my side.
You even believe it when you say it,
But the truth is, you'll leave me
The moment you realize I'm a lost cause.
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Burning Sensation
Poetry[Poetry] No description can fully define love, for the only way to truly understand it is to feel it, especially every shade of it. Circa 2016-2018
