YOU'RE OF NO HELP

why is it that i cant get rid of these feelings
why is my love for you so incredibly unyielding
i ask you to go, no, its not a request, its a demand
yet for some reason i cant let go of your hand
i hate you with every little part that i am
i want to leave you but for some reason i cant
i know youre no good for me, people tell me all the time
i wish i could but i just cant cross that line
into that threshold of living life without you
even though i want to, i just dont know how to
i know if i were to leave, youd go straight to somebody else
you f*****g s**t, you think only of yourself
you may ease the pain at times but only with the touch of my lips
and you only give me what i need when im done sucking your tits
i swear sometimes you make me sick
looking down at the ground at your poison i spit
and in the end the pain from before is still felt
f*****g cigarettes, youre of no f*****g help

Reviews

[Jayne Disdaine]

I too feel this seething anger and bitterness at being unable to let go off my poisonous desire. I relate to the sentiment absolutely. I love the comparison to a unfaithful but addictive lover. Cool poem!