For fuck's sake you leave me so confused.
You say you love me and then disconnect yourself from me at every angle possible.
Does it hurt too much?
Or do you just hate me?
Why does erasing me completely bring you a fucked up satisfaction?
You can't erase me. No matter how hard you try.
When will you realize?
YOU ARE READING
Notes from the Mind
PoetryI often have many thoughts on my mind, so, here are most of them trickled down into perceivable words. And maybe you can find yourself in them too.
