Trapped

Trapped

A Poem by Chaos Complex

Sometimes I wonder what I'm doing.

Sometimes I wonder why I'm pursuing.

Love is a crazy, bi-polar b***h.

One minute she's hating you, the next she's begging for a kiss.

She dominates like a mistress-

And at times you wanna leave-

But you can't let go.

She's definitely got a grip on me.

Hands around my neck,

Whispering sweet nothings in my ear.

I know I should go,

But I don't want her to eternally disappear.

I used to put my faith in alcohol and beer,

Now I'm betting it all on the thought she'll always be here.

And each night I live with fear that she may get bored,

Cut the red thread of our fate with a samurai sword.

I shouldn't give a f**k if that happened-

I should let the bridge burn.

But I'm debating on running through a fire just to be in her arms,

And let the flames turn us both to ash, so we can be one.

UGH.

S**t- I'm so addicted,

Feeling masochistic.

F**k popping ex-

I get that feeling from her lipstick.

She pulls me and makes me drop everything-

Gravity and physics.

I hate the scientific of the evil of this cupid chemist-

Romance or pain-

Deliciously grim-ish.

Make my heart slowly diminish,

While planting seeds of lust,

Parasitical emotions that consume what matters to dust-

Busted- she's my officer putting me in cuffs.

I'm drunk off this misery-

Pour me another cup, till my insides are mush.

She's got a evil smirk on her face, saying "drink up."

© 2011 Chaos Complex


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Added on November 5, 2011
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Chaos Complex
Chaos Complex

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I like to express my emotions and feelings in poetry. I write a lot of rap/hip hop stuff. I'm really vulgar. Deal with it. I don't get many reviews, but thank you to those who even bother to re.. more..

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