Refuse
If this is love,
then I don't want it.
If this is love,
then there's no need for it.
Sleep was what was lost,
Food and hunger was never gained.
My heart felt like it was tossed,
I knew I was very much pained.
There's too much need to vomit,
There isn't even a permit.
This is the first time I've experienced this
And it's making me feel too much like shit.
But if love means these,
And it would also mean seeing your smile,
Then I would choose to love like this,
Even though it feels like my heart fell on broken tile.
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Life and What Comes With It
PoetryA collection of poems that take less than a minute to read | Original and self-written | Written mostly in English, a few written in Tagalog
