• Love sucks,

    as a teen would say

    but im an adult and love still sucks
    it sucks me dry
    dry like an old passionfruit been left on the Kitchen table for weeks
    I have allot to give, but nothing to gain
    thats my pain.

    Angst, it never parted from me.

    Because love ate me rotton
    i never matured like other young women
    i tumbled and fell into a deep hole

    and i self punished for a long long time,
    until
    a day stood still
    and i found a heart shape on your head
    my heart was dead, but your CPR worked well
    and so i was and am under your spell,
    but
    you suck me dry
    like a salty dry thai fish dish

    oh how I long, just to be loved by you
    perhaps all the sucidal thoughts will leave
    my wrecked mind

    perhaps your not my love, perhaps you are
    but i got to move on, ive forgotton to wish on my wishing star
    ive forgotton the magic of the world, the splendours of nature
    and the deep metaphysical notions that swim in my belly

    all i do now is think of you
    you drain my essence

    i let you go many times, you came back, flying
    you care dearly, but sometimes im not too sure
    you treat me as a convinience
    and as mother always says "convinience is a killer"
    so
    get out of my head
    before i end up dead.