Cant seem to shake the demons even after I've died. I keep my emotions bottled in, yeah they're better left inside. Cause even though I have a spirit thats made of light, I reside in the dark. Buried in sadness, locking away my heart. Im at a point of "fuck love" because the shit never works. Even when you give your all you still end up gettin hurt. Tell me whats the worth and why put in the work, if constantly, said CONSTANTLY you're only getting hurt.
I had my time of laughter, I had my time of tears. I vowed to myself that I won't let it happen again. The shadows seem to follow and regret knocks at my door, reminding me of promises that were made but then ignored. I know that Karma's real and the bitch fucks like a whore. I have to remind myself that love will be no more. Said love is like a virus and it leaves the ugliest sore. If love comes round knockin I just wont answer the door.
I'll tell it go find someone else to screw, because the day i got fucked over I knew that I was through. People tell me time heals all wounds, but the one thing that i can't seem to loose is the memories that ensue. The sleepless nights and the tears I cry...I just cant subdue. People are blind and have not a clue. thinking its easy to move on and i can find someone new. but it doesn't work that way, and it hurts so much.. the nights mix in with days.. Everything becomes a haze. Having a big heart is deadly too, it just breaks in more pieces, feeling out casted... like an endangered species.
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