dannycash

The things I'll do to procrastinate,

12:13 am

She tells me that she loves me,
But I hardly think she does,
Shes a girl, barely a woman,
I dont think shes been in love.
Do I doubt her like myself, or should I benefit the doubt.
Either way Ill break her heart, I was born on my way out.
Never once did I think hell, was the place that I created
In chests of all my lovers, that Ive crossed, wronged, and related.
Ive been burning with a passion, that consumed them all too well,
We held each others hand; I closed their eyes as we both fell.
But I never sought redemption, nor do I ask for it tonight,
Shall I lay with you or someone new? My ego needs new heights.