Abhor
Your ocean waves have,
Beaten me down,
Across the rocky shore,
As I lay facedown,
Thinking about our lore,
How nothing I did,
Seemed to even the imaginary score,
Nothing I ever did,
Seem to matter to you anymore.
My stomach will always be,
Too soft for you,
My presence will always be,
Too grating for you,
My love will always be,
Too much for you,
I could never be,
Enough for you.
So break me down slowly,
As you go,
Hold me softly,
To your soul,
I couldn’t be enough for you,
But neither my dear can you.
Being ignored,
Was all I had ever known,
So you became my home,
While I weathered a mythical storm,
Leaving me forever forlorn.
So break me down slowly,
As you go,
Hold me softly,
To your soul,
I couldn’t be enough for you,
But neither my dear can you.
All the daggers you threw at me,
We’re meant for you too,
They cut right through,
Leaving you,
Bleeding black,
From an open wound.
So break me down slowly,
As you go,
Hold me softly,
To your soul,
I couldn’t be enough for you,
But neither my dear can you.
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