Hate

Location

Love

Yeah I guess thats what its called

When someone stays with you regardless of your flaws.

When someone will give regardless of the cost.

When someone appreciates what you do overall.

They make you feel like every breath you take your breathing their air and

every step you take their always there and

when you fall they'll be there with a bandage and

They’ll stay and make loving you a habit and

They’ll tell you you'll be together forever

And you being foolish will start to believe

They'll tell you they will hurt you never

And your goals they'll say they will help you achieve

They become the first thought you have in the morning

And the last voice you want to hear at night

They'll be there whenever you're sad or mourning

And whether or not they're wrong they’ll always fight to make it right.

You will put their thoughts ahead of your own

And will make them happy at any cost

Your feelings take a backseat and are not shown

This is when you know you have lost

In the knick of time they'll snatch it away.  

You go bow to your knees and prays.

God knowing he hasn't seen you in quite a few days.

You become a stranger in your house and the real you is gone.

All you have is broken promises and tears to be shed at dawn.

You blame yourself for it all and began to apologize.

Then you get reeled back in when you look into his eyes.

You’ve become hypnotized, mesmerized and played like a damn fool.

Why didn't anyone warn you?

Why didn't they give you a clue?

By this time you're in too deep and cannot escape.

Is not being loved a risk you want to take.

See

They make you feel like every breath you take your breathing their air and

every step you take their always there and

when you fall they'll be there with a bandage and

They’ll stay and make loving you a habit and

They’ll tell you you'll be together forever

And you being foolish will start to believe

Not knowing it wasnt you that they need.

It wasn't love it was the control they had over you.

It was how they could manipulate you without hearing attitude.

It was how your love was true

And this they knew.

You are dead inside with nothing left.

And they tell you they love you.

And like a fool you start to believe

Love

Yeah I guess thats what is called.

Or was it just hate bottled up into love pink draws.

Why didn't anyone warn you?

 
This poem is about: 
Our world

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