Self Inflicted

It hasn’t even been a year but look at us
Look at me actually trying to care,
Though that does not suffice for the amount of pain I caused you.
Too many sorries and too many chances,
I guess I’m more misogynistic than I thought.
I thought I had your heart gripped so tight,
Freedom inscribed on the chain.
A slave to love.

I thought I loved her but I couldn’t tell what it means,
Now we are ways separate with no middle ground between.
I can’t get close and perhaps I’ll never let you go,
I wish these demons would leave me alone.
A king dies inside these thoughts,
Never to be felt again,
Never the way you let me feel you.

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