Literature
Good Morning
Good morning, I love you
my beautiful dear one
I just wrote to tell you
to run
My cracked mind is breaking
and my heart is a whore
my hands, they are shaking
and you deserve so much more
The one that you love, I'm not here, I'm not here
Even though my eyes are saying this is true
My soul is a battlefield, so run dear, run dear
Because if you love me, I will break you
You think I'm so pretty,
so perfect, and witty
But you don't know
the madness in my head
It's claws go so deep
and the part that's so shitty
is though I try to kill it
I don't know when it's dead
I thought I could love you
the way you deserved, all of you des