I'm all alone in a place that isn't home
And I wish that you knew
Or I wish I could text you
Does she know how much I love you
Does she love you better
Maybe you're finally at peace
Without drama and you're free
To do all the things you want to do
Like gambling my love and fucking whores too
But I'm the one you want
I'm the slut you hate
I'm a slave to your breath
I salivate at your name
You make me so happy
How can you expect the same
From anyone who isn't me
Why are you wasting our time
Bring me home
PleaseJuly/16/2022
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Love Letters From The Streets
PoetryA dark poetry collection of love, abuse, sex, and despair. This was a real-time on-going consistently updated log of the pathetic life I lead as a result of causing great harm to my relationship. I betrayed my partner and became homeless. These are...