Please
Please don't burn my soul
Tell me you hate me
and then I'll feel safe
not vulnerable
Tell me you wish
you didn't know me
So I won't feel special
just to fall
Don't tell me
you won't hurt me
My barrier has heard that
too many times before
If love is real,
why is my soul so sore?
YOU ARE READING
Running With Scissors
Poetry"Run away, they will have to find some other hearts to break" - All Time Low.
