Stupid rhyming poem
The exhaustion springs confusion in work I could easily do
But what more can you say or think when there's nothing left of you
I wish that I could sleep and dream, and dream away this pain
You're killing me so bitterly, it's driving me insane
I don't want to abandon you, but you have to know
The longer that I stay with you the more the scars will show
I'm tired of hosting parasites, and tired of your cure
I'm becoming quite delusional, my thoughts feel so obscure
The fucking, the fighting, the fleeing, the fear
Do you think there's something left of us here?
Honestly, if I felt that I am in love with you
We would not be going through this doo doo.
I hate poems that rhyme so I decided to write one just to prove how much more they are meant for fun stuff.
But what more can you say or think when there's nothing left of you
I wish that I could sleep and dream, and dream away this pain
You're killing me so bitterly, it's driving me insane
I don't want to abandon you, but you have to know
The longer that I stay with you the more the scars will show
I'm tired of hosting parasites, and tired of your cure
I'm becoming quite delusional, my thoughts feel so obscure
The fucking, the fighting, the fleeing, the fear
Do you think there's something left of us here?
Honestly, if I felt that I am in love with you
We would not be going through this doo doo.
I hate poems that rhyme so I decided to write one just to prove how much more they are meant for fun stuff.