I’ve Heard This...

I’ve Heard This Song Before

Look into my eyes and breathe fire to my soul…

Ignore my cries and my body goes cold.

Where do you go when you leave me alone? 

Where do I go when I have no home?

You touching my skin… heaven

You withhold love again… hell 

Where do I always go wrong with men? 

Where would I even begin… 

I crave idealize 

I disvalue myself 

I live with discard

Different faces same love.. 

maybe I’m cursed from above.

You’re sorry. You’ll be different. Spring into my fault. Then fall back into rhythm. 

Rinse. Repeat. Until oblivion. 

Show me where the rhythm rests

Because I’m all done with your fucking tests

By Becca Hulen

From: United States