Playing chasing and running
Please let me win your heart
That is what I asked for
Keep the ball moving as I try to aim for a perfect score
Am I your perfect type? How was that?
Not so fast you are not passed
Not impressed because I'm so obsessed
I'm so possessed, you let me stress
Beware of the mask that I've been wearing
It hides god knows what feeling and emotion
All of my motivation is gone nowhere
I'm drowning and missing in action
Nobody is there when I need them the most
It's okay, I'm fine with that
Slashing through my veins
I can see the liquid in red
I like it, I do like it
It hurts but it's a pretty much pleasurable pain
Rather than having an arm
Just have a clean canvas and plain
YOU ARE READING
Daily Oxygen
PoetryWhen the head is not in the game and people is a special place to be blamed. A collection of poems emphasizing on suicidal thoughts and struggle to find oneself. Hoping that the readers win the fight with their mind.
