love stinks
it tastes pungent
it dried me out
it took my soul
it killed my soul
I lay here dead in your arms

Now there's a graveyard of all my hopes and dreams
I tried to bury them but the rain would always wash away the sand
the earth refuses to take them in, provide a shelter
the earth rejects them
imagine how unwanted my hopes, dreams and desires are for earth to reject them blatantly

I still refuse to give up
but what's the point of fighting when we're going nowhere
still stuck in the same space like the earth beneath is a treadmill
sad, broken and hurt, my lonely, dreaded, bloodshot eyes stare at your silhouette in hopes for you to come find me,
but even if you did it's not like anything would change

this love is stale, it stinks,
it's ages old but it tastes so bad that I'd puke and drown in its staleness forever ...

© Sneha Das (ChristySeraSwiftcc)

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