I told myself I don’t trust friends
I told myself I don’t trust lovers
But your hold makes me fold until it ends,
I choke and suffer
Angel or demon it all depends.
Because I am untouchable, unattainable
I was always dysfunctional, unexplainable
Don’t you dare care for me.
It won’t be fair, you see.
I am a solitaire, I appreciate art.
But I leave a trail of broken hearts.
While you wait for me with open arms.
I’m sweet, innocent and fun
But in me lives the street, I’m indifferent and love is my gun.
So trust me hun, you better run, this won’t be fun. I like you enough to tell you to go.
Because one day I will explode.
I will rip myself into pieces, die and be stone.
You will seek for reasons, your heart will grow cold
I am happier alone, I tell myself that.
Staring at my phone, looking at our chat.
In me lives a monster, a dark side, a demon if you will.
I talked to a doctor, it was a far cry, but the beast is so hard to kill.
So just play with me while I’m here.
Nothing to say, just sip on your beer.
So just call me now, and you better interfere
While I’m holding my blade, ready for the kill.
© Johanna Welker 2023-09-02