(no subject)

[technopunk]

What am I supposed to to,
when you start texting me again?

What am I supposed to feel?
Don't you know how I feel?

Mock me some more.
Tease me until I die.
You know, I'm just a child
when you're around.

It's painful having my heart set ablaze,
because it's sunk into my stomach,
and it burns.
When you kill a heart this many times,
it makes the stomach churn.

Have you yet realized
that I'm still a human being,
with feeling and emotions?
Life runs in slow motion
when it hurts to think of your name.

Don't speak to me unless you're crying
and your life is laid to rest behind you,
because I want nothing to do
with the person you've become.

I fell in love with a boy 9 months ago,
through his stories, wit, and charm,
but you're not the boy I met 9 months ago,
causing only anguish and harm.

No, this isn't a poem.
This is how I would speak to you
if I ever spoke to you alone.

No this isn't a rash design,
I'm just trying cope with losing my mind,
but your words chill me to the bone.

You'll deserve it when you end up alone.