Loving you is Suicide
Loving you is a battle that I'd never win
that differs not from digging my grave
six feet under where I was bound to be
and no word from you could get me saved
Loving you is a battle that I'd always lose
that differs not from pointing a gun to me
then pulling its trigger the way I should do
and nothing could bring back my sanity
Loving you is a battle that I'd never win
that makes my soul want to self destruct
where I'd stab knives on my naked chest
and no word from you could get me back
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Metaphors Beneath the Riptides
Poetry"Your I-love-you was like a scribble in a sand- At first it was there then next it was not" Metaphors beneath the Riptides An Anthology By Eos Pleuvoir 2020 Cover Made with Canva
