sábado, 3 de agosto de 2019

I get whiped on my back,
punches go through my stomach.
head hurts, heart weeps.
Today a part of me died.
The one I liked the most.
The innocent henrique has withered.

Snakes bite my neck,
alarm sounds.
Humiliated and disrespected.
Overwork and buy things that don't please me.
I'm just a child, that's what you say.
We have a story, you sprout.

Your mouth is a gun.
Your tongue shoots bullets.
I question what you see.
I don't see you like I should.
Late nights are the worst for me, they bring the worst in me.
I'm not worth it because i'm at a war with peace.

You left a hole in me, a hole I can't fill up,
i miss the part I gave to you so easily.
The part of me who wanted to give not wanting anything more than
your acceptance.
You broke my heart, more times than i've cared to count.
Somewhere inside you I know, you'll always miss me like I miss you.

I still think we're connected,
Linked throughout eternity.
Bound in spirit and mind.
I miss hearing your laugh.
I miss your stupid jokes.
I miss all the silly fights we had, how we'd always return.

I trusted you, still do.
I loved you, still do.
I see a future for us, a future where we walk beside one another.
Like partners, like friends, like two souls linked by chewing gum.
Whatever you do. I accept.
I might be mad and sad.
I might wanna give up and meet you upstairs.
But i'll keep going, until the end.

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