The pressure in my chest is overwhelming.

My soul starts to ache and I don’t think you realise what you’re doing to me

You’re breaking me apart piece by piece.

Love is a facade and I want no part in it

Feelings are not meant to be toyed with

Love is not love when you can move on so swiftly

Leaving me to try to move on but then you display this sickening fleat of…

Love is not love when you jump from person to person.

This pressure in my chest is overwhelming

I feel like I’m drowning

I can’t take it any more

And so I wait for the sweet lips of the blade to touch me

As I remove the heart that burdens me