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To the assassins disguised as school girls To my old best friends You did the absolute fucking definition of kicking me when i was down
By Cassidy Kirk5 years ago in Poets
Through it all i’ll love you like a child But i am at a crossroad Between wanting you to fight for me And not being ready for death do us part
You asked me when i knew When did i know you were the one I hesitated because every minute i spend with you is that moment
I sit in the loud silence of my mind Because whatever we aren’t saying, we’re thinking My mouth is a loaded gun, Unaware of the damage it can cause
Society made a grave for me and told me to kill the person I was. Every joke, every stereotype, everything expected of me was a hand gripped with dirt being thrown onto my casket
When will the tenants in my head get along? Why can they not live in a perfect harmony? I thought anxiety and depression were supposed to go hand in hand?
I want you to fight for me I want you to tell me everything’s going to be okay I want you to hold me in your arms and make the world disappear
Trust, a word I could never understand Or atleast that’s what I thought. Love, a feeling I could never experience Or atleast that’s what I believed.
I still feel your hands around my throat like a noose I always thought the term ‘stolen kisses’ was romantic Until I experienced yours
With you the rest of the world disappears I only see you I have been deprived of those emotions for what feels like forever
Who knew eyes could be hypnotic And a smile could be infectious I find myself staring I used to look into people’s eyes and imagine all the ways they could hurt me
I fell in love with you as we danced in my room at all hours As you spun me around, dipping and twirling We were passionate, as lovers are