Loves Suicide

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    Loves Suicide

    I hate this confusion inside my head,
    That bleeds into my heart.

    I didn’t want to lose your friendship,
    But leaving is all I can seem to do.

    You tell me your feelings,
    As I am going out the back door.

    Scream and yell tell me you hate me,
    I’ll be the bitter one and fake that I don’t care.

    When I can’t seem to escape you,
    I wonder how I let your friendship go.

    How I stare in a mirror knowing I was the one,
    That completely tore your heart apart.

    The truth would be I can’t move,
    I barely can even breathe.

    I watch what seems like a world away,
    As the tears fall down your cheeks.

    Can’t bring myself to comfort you,
    I don’t want you to see my soul.

    Instead of helping you I cock that gun,
    My words like the trigger you put it to your mouth.

    Speak those words of hatred to you,
    And you blow your heart away again.

    I am the heart you want,
    The only one you feel.

    I am love’s wreckless suicide,
    The one always walking out the door.

    But this time the only thing I can do is watch,
    Your descent into love’s tailor made hell.

    Because I can’t bring myself to say,
    The words you want to hear.


    But I can’t seem to walk away,
    And let all of this and you go.

    J.H 2008

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