{ BABY, I DONT THINK I FEEL OK }

was it just my imagination, or was that my heart aching

IM TIRED OF PRETENDING EVERYTHING'S ALRIGHT

It scares me to consider that this wretched heart of mine

might actually be addicted to the pain inflicted

That's the only reason i can think of

for constantly repeating my mistakes &allowing my heart

to be bashed up, ripped out &sliced open

OVER &OVER AGAIN(:

p.s you're killing me softly