My words, I write them on a leaf, and eat back again.
It hurts, so much I don’t want to sleep, and wake-up again.
Sweet love, I wish to choke you in your sleep, or pop your brain.
So numb, I want to stick a knife in my throat, and feel the pain.
Enough, I must pack my stuff, and ride that train.
I look myself in the mirror, I tell myself to go fuck myself.
My love, you’ve got me so dry, I get dreams of rain.
You love her; you fuck me; when she hurts you, we fuck again.
It seems like a glitch, I wish to elude, but I lack mental strength.
I should be banned for time travelling, to get hurt again, if that’s a thing.
I must, I must break this chain.
Sweet love, we don’t need hearts to be alive.
Sweet sweet love, we don’t always bleed on knives.
Sweet love, why need home when we can live in diaries?
Sweet sweet love, what do you think of my theories?
Sweet love, do you even think?
I must pack my stuff, and ride that train.
I must, I must break this chain.

Liked the rhythm of it 👏🏻
Loving the rhyme!!!
Yep!
This is beautiful
Wonderful and sweet👌