Incessant Shame

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Dear Mr. Blank

I run and run but I can't seem to escape

This endless trail of you.

I remembered to forget, but I couldn't,

Cause I know you think of me too.

You've got me chained by the neck

You're like heroin, and I'm addicted.

You're the one I could never leave

No matter how much pain you've inflicted.



You would use me, abuse me,

And terrify me profusely.

You’d seduce me, then refuse me,

And turn around and reuse me,



You reduced me to nothing,

Just one big depressed mess.

You took everything you wanted,

And left me the rest.



But I loved you, you see, More than anyone could.

And I sacrificed more for you than anyone should.

And I think of you too much for my own damn good.

But you see, I’m still addicted..



You’re the poison in my bottle, you’re the concrete in my veins.

You’re the reason shit between us is never gonna change.

Oh, You’re the poison in my bottle, you’re the concrete in my veins.

You’re the reason NOTHNG is ever gonna change.



This overly-constant need for you

And willingness to bleed for you

Complimented by the greed in you

Leads me to believe I need to be freed from you

But I’m latched to the hope that you’ll love me too

If I can hold out the rest of the battle and wait for you.



Because of you, I’ve no originality

I’ve lost ALL individuality.

You corrupted my innocent morality

And left me with a string of hope,

That one day my phone will ring,

And you’ll throw me down a rope

And rescue me from this empty sea

That’s full of promises you made to me

That one day we would be together, living happily..

The End.



You’re the poison in my bottle, you’re the concrete in my veins.

You’re the reason shit between us is never gonna change.

Oh, You’re the poison in my bottle, you’re the concrete in my veins.

You’re the reason shit between us is never gonna change.





I feel like a tweaker who’s had his pipe taken away

Mesmerized by the idea that by the end of the day,

The thought of you just wont go away..

No matter what people say..

I think I’m falling in love with you.

But the question is,

Will you love me too?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

You ever have someone who won't leave your head, no matter how much everyone says theyre bad for you, no matter how wrong you know it is, you just can't get them out of your life.. Nor do you want to, deep down.

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Saint Cynosure's picture

Kitty I have been there and in all honesty I still am,
this is a wonderful write.