You Think Her Kiss Is Magic One Day You’ll Learn It’s Poison

No matter how hard I try Or the amount of willpower I manage to summon You will always be my weakness

It’s just nice to know once in a while you’re weak for me, too

I wonder if you wonder what I wonder

Some Days

Some days I love myself.  Overjoyed to help others feel useful A treasure whose bliss is creating bliss Worthy. Loveable. Hopeful.

Other days I hate myself. Overwhelmed with feeling useless A burden and toxic to everything I touch Unworthy. Unloveable. Hopeless.

Some days I wonder if I will ever get back to some days.

You break my heart   not because you don’t love me  But because you don’t love yourself

I keep typing out all my feelings to you Then I remember I’m not allowed anymore

It's not about you anymore.

If your name crosses my lips

It is in punishment of myself

For being the fool