The Last Time.
The Last Time.
This will be the last time,
That I’ll willingly bleed for you,
Cause when I do it always seems like a crime,
Stabbing me, you’re the best at what you do,
This will be the last time,
That I’ll allow myself to wonder,
If I’m as worthless to you as a dime,
Cause I can’t swim and you love to take me under,
This will be the last time,
That I let myself trust and love someone,
For I’ve had my share of the grime,
While of the pleasures, none.
stoned @ 6:19 AM
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Girl don't you see you take things out on me?
as painful as it sounds that's what you're best at,
you abuse my feelings my pain my vulnerability,
and i'm a fool to think you'd take it all back,
i know i've put you through some serious shit,
but hell i change who i am with all my might,
you use on me all the mistakes i did,
why? just to hurt me out of your spite?
just because i've done them it justifies your actions?
have you forgotten why they're called misjudgement?
it's the part where you do something wrong and learn,
not slap me on the face and say "Your turn!"
Don't just say sorry and give me a hug,
Don't leave me hanging with a meaningless kiss,
you've used and abused me like a cheapskate rug,
my dear have you forgotten where your heart is?
stoned @ 3:29 PM
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To Hate, To Love, To Forget, A Memory.
To Hate, To Love, To Forget, A Memory.
did i really have to work so hard?
for every touch every hug every kiss?
i've always thought that i've played my part,
yet with you everything's a hit and miss,
you were worth everything was what i said,
being the fool i was i just gave myself in,
but why am i trying to earn your feelings like a maid?
or perhaps you have forgotten what "girlfriend" means?
other than the sex we're just like strangers,
you'd come and go never meaning to stay,
and everytime you'll just give me a small stir,
leaving me wondering if you'll love me more one day,
there's only so much i can give,
before i announce bankruptcy,
love me like you did don't force me to leave,
To hate, to love, to forget, that memory.
stoned @ 3:28 PM
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Listen...
Drip,
From my slit wrist,
My life.
Drip,
From my sad eyes,
My dreams.
Flow,
Gone; my life.
Shattered; my dreams.
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Kai Teoh, Seasons of September