#PoetryLovers: Self-Destruct

A moment of lust,

Mistaken as a moment of love when your heart rate reaches new heights,

I have no will to fight this feeling,

A feeling missing for so long that I don’t care what it means,

Craving for love even when I know it’s not real,

Because I’m a complicated deal with a poker face of steel,

You’ll never know how I really feel,

Still a victim of deep wounds that fail to heal,

Scared of nothing but my own mentality creating alternative realities that I know aren’t quite right for me,

Even I ask myself why?

Why I go back to the same person that makes me cry?

Die a little more inside as I feel my pride shed away,

Stay in a place that has no place for me,

And I wonder why I can’t be happy,

I don’t let myself be,

I’m the one destroying me.

T K Williams-Nelson

Twitter: TKWN_World

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Published by T K Williams Nelson

I'm Tannika. Author & Writer. Business Owner. Spoken Word Poet. As featured in The Kilburn & Brent Times, The Voice Newspaper, Brent Magazine, BBC and more. This is my space. I share my work, my experiences and things I find interesting. Shop my streetwear and crochet brands at my online boutique, Unique Boutique London, and my books: Tales of the Hood Underclass 7 Time is Money Available on my author website, Amazon, Barnes & Noble and all other online book retailers. For enquiries: timeismoneyinquiries@gmail.com

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