RacsenWrites

I’m kinda new to this, Its all just one big hit and miss, I’m not one to kiss and tell, Mostly because there was never a kiss I just fell, Head over heels for you. I thought the thrill of the chase would be kinda fun, But you’ve got me thinking I should become something more like a nun, See I use the word nun only because it fits the rhyme, Stringing words into poetry has become my idea of a good time, Not trying to chase you. My feeling I wish I could confess, Truth be told my heart has become one big mess, The idea of trying to steal your heart, Has become an incomprehensible art, One which I have failed to master. Chasing your heart, I thought I’d try, But now all I do is cry, At the thought of trying to text you, To flirt with you, In this game for two, I have no idea how to deal with you. I really like you, I wish I could tell you, why can’t I just tell you? Why does shooting my shot have to be so complicated, Like it’s a game design...

  In the bed where I lay, Sometimes I do pray, For Jesus to stop being kind, To let the Devil take my mind.   I pray for the storm, Where depression may be born. So my mind cannot conform, To happiness never known.   I crave a shot of crystal meth, A needle to bring forth death. The subtle silencing of my soul, A broken soul that was never whole.   From Hades gates burns luminal fire, You said I’d see heaven you two faced liar, Why did I listen to your cheap allure? Somehow you convinced me my soul was pure.   Satan opens up his doors, Heavens Angels all ignore, No earthly being sheds a tear Its all exactly as I feared………….