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Hoard you
Stacking mistakes on top mistakes
Putting everything in its place.
Keeping my Framed Memories.
On display
My heart Hides the flaws
With paint.
Meaningless things filling the room
becoming a hoarder that is hiding you.
Kilos of your love get caught in
hidden traps , i set up.
My numb heart starts
Beating to your sounds,
And the Rhythm Of our
Tambourine bed.
I'm everything you ever
Wanted !
Aslong I get to hold you!
Im whomever you want me to be
Only to show there's no room
Not even for me !
you are my Feeding tube
I need
A Secret Recipe
Its a sickness ,
hoarding all things of you
Hope you never witness
The marks and flaws under all this
When you sand down my shell
I dont know who will peek out
I'm not what you seem
You are chipping away
On a thin Spine of my pain
That Hides me from you
I feel the need to hoard, you
If someone esle finds you
They won't see all things I see.
I'm gonna warn you,
I'm the hoarder that Hides you
from everyone and everything
Praying that another hoarder-lover never finds
And take you away.
I wanta see your face
Everyday
my sickness worsen
Hoarding you for me!
I'm so selfish.
Hoarding you for me is
that selfish of me?
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John Diket
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