Addiction is a knife,
that cuts the toughest skin,
the pain flowing from it
is the needle...
but what's the thread?
the love that i feel for you
is the stitches and the care,
whether you like it or not
i'll always be there.
♥
Although my tears fall unable to be captured
Like blood from your still healing cuts,
My emotions are a fortress
Perhaps walls I climb upon too much.
you are my only weakness
my worlds' uncertanty.
you are my irrationality,
the deepest part of me.
you are every breath of me
and in every single scream.
♥
i can not escape you,
for your fingers have become the bars
of a cage you bulit for me inside your distant heart.
you can throw me and hit me with everything you've got
you can insult me & hate me give it a good shot.
you can not leave what is meant to be,
you can not chage what was right,
i can garuntee you Boo this is a patient fight.
♥
you are more than just some "fad",
more than phsyical evidence,
you are deeper than my soul
you are my addiction
my hearts content.
♥
i live each second with a memory of you
everyday with another cut
engraved into my mindless state
a feeling in my gut.
my love is patient, kind, and keeps no record of wrongs,
i'll be here for you,
I've loved you all along.
tap, tap soon, call it quits...
love is our weakness,
passion our sin,
maybe this is a match that neither can win.
