TrappedA Poem by Chaos ComplexSometimes 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 Last Updated on November 5, 2011 AuthorChaos ComplexFLAboutI 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..Writing
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