I Need Pain To Write

I promised I wouldn't answer, but I did I'm not sure if i'm in love with you, or if I'm in love with this Because pain and heartbreak gives me a reason to write But i'm praying angels will come and stop me bleeding at night Love is a funny thing, sometimes we can't control our own heart We can pretend we don't care, but sooner or later we feel that scar We drink to forget, but it makes us think more Instead of going to bed, we choose to drink more Now we're crying over pictures we should rip up Why do we always value someone more, once we split up? Pick up a phone to text them, but the alcohol scripts us So we make no sense, and pretend it was just a mix up Every relationship that went wrong, has made me write better So I'll write a great poem about you, if we spend a night together But it'll be even better if you take the time to break my heart Is it bad that I need pain to make my art? I love poetry but I don't know what to make of this This isn't even based off a recent relationship It's just something I figured out about myself I need pain to produce poetry, I can't do it without help I promised I wouldn't answer, but I did I'm not sure if i'm in love with you, or if I'm in love with this Because pain and heartbreak gives me a reason to write But i'm praying angels will come and stop me bleeding at night