PART II: The Early Morning Blues of an Intoxicated Heart

I only allowed you inside of me cuz I'm broken, 

I'm easy to break into.

Once you entered me, my heart temporarily became one,
& when you left, it broke right back into pieces of two.

I'm trying not to make this s**t too long, 

there's just so much that's unspoken.
Suffocating myself In others as an escape is intoxicating, 

but somehow I'm immune to the gasping for air, the choking.

The thoughts and fears of my past & my mistakes are so f*****g loud, 

forcing the quiet truth to become outspoken:
The only one who can fix the pieces of my heart,

 is the one who left em stranded and broken.

That's why I felt so complete inside of you for that moment,

I didn't wanna break free from you, 

I'm invisibly chained to your body 

and baby I'm a slave for you.

 I'm not sure I wanna do this again,

beacuse I'll become addicted to you, 

which could be dangerous because a human,

is the worse thing anyone could ever become addicted to.

Cuz when my body begins to crave you, 

you might not be there when I need you, 

and the pieces of my heart will scatter this earth in search of you 

and if it fails to find you , 

it'll be trapped by someone else who appears to be just like you,
And this broken hearted cycle, will viciously continue...

Author's Note

please excuse format and grammar mistakes. Thanks!

Namaste :)