[4] Boy At Home

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Pacing back and forthTurns out that out of all your exes, I'll be the fourthMy world now spins towards northYou messed me up after the plans were to be abort

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Pacing back and forth
Turns out that out of all your exes, I'll be the fourth
My world now spins towards north
You messed me up after the plans were to be abort

I thought we'd come back everytime
Because that's what happens all the time
Didn't you call me yours? And didn't I call you mine?
Then why did you get mad at me over your man?

Not to jump in conclusions
But it's confusing when you do all your motions
I was the one who put that lotion
Now you gave him all your devotion

I felt the sincerity of your laugh, It was long
You fucked up my head and broke it like a dome
How long will it take till I find you, my home?
As far as I can remember, I'm a boy at home

The audacity to left on read
When all you did was just mid
Scarred and turned-red eyelid
Go suck up your good did

More than thirty poems was to read
Damn you, you really fucked up my head
When I mentioned him, you acted like a shithead
I'm as nice but I kind of wished he was dead

Your laugh still harmonies
It was all playing again and again inside me
You sucked my blood the hell out of me
Why the fuck did I even let you have me?

You sent him your last message to me? Damn you
Was your ego so afraid for it to be done by you?
You told him you fell out of love? Fuck you
I did too but I never ever thought of leaving you

Maybe you're thinking I'm better of without you
But you knew I cried so much right? Then damn you
I thought you loved me the way I loved you too
Now that I curse at you, the love changed too

I should've known better
Because if I did, I'm surely better
Your problem was "father", "father"
I tried to ease your feelings and make it better

If you're gonna love the way you love me again
Don't you ever love again
You're really just fucking up people again and again
Don't you even consider yourself to love again

I felt your body like the warmth of a home
I felt your love strike me through my bones
Now I'm here trying not to call you with my phone
You're my home but I'm no longer the boy at home

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