House of cardsA Poem by Tyler13 reasons
I don't want you back. But
I don't want you back in my bed , I don't want you back. But I'm not going through the pain of this life. But .. I see the blood in your tears The voices in your ears I can't help you no I can't but I don't want you back I don't want you back in my bed I don't want you back No I don't I f*****g don't But you won't let me be. No you won't Maybe I want a hug Or a knife But who cares Neither you or I. But I'm reading this out loud. Screaming But I'm deaf too blind I don't want you back I don't want you back in my bed I don't want you back I swear. This life. Would be easier with a thoughtless opinion that you judge me with. I swear. This life. Would be easier with a bullet and a bottle of Jack A bullet for me. A shot for you. A bullet for me. A shot for you. I swear this life would. It would be easier without you by my side. But I don't want you back I don't want you back in this bed To play with my mind at your chosen will But I'm better off dead Your are better. Better off without me But You and I are the same And I'm playing a losing game of collapsed 52 © 2017 Tyler |
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