Toxic For MeA Poem by Tra-yaWrestling with one's own heart, resisting what it feels.Darling, I think I'm gonna explode It ain't right, it ain't good But it happens, why - I don’t know It is recursive, very often these days Oh how I wish to get rid of it What's the problem there, you ask? It ain't a thing to get rid of, my love It is the very heart I bear The soul inside me The brains I have and the thoughts in it There's nothing I can do now I am fighting a losing battle here And I think I can't keep up, no more All I am capable of, it seems, is watch - Watch my whole world fall apart Torn down to pieces, fragments so small That I will hardly recognize. It's high time I've had my leave I could do nothing more I'll watch myself ruining me
And after the war is over I will be amidst the ruins Waiting for you to come by And I will whisper into your ears That all my heart craved is for you © 2025 Tra-ya |
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Added on September 28, 2025 Last Updated on September 28, 2025 |

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