Poem2021-02-28T08:31:17+00:00

In a hostile way

By: Tomas "Tom Wolf" Forsman

You love me but I’m not sure I like it,
Every night you fill my head with black dreams,
And when I ask you to let go of me, just a little bit,
You want to kill me, at least, so it seems,

When I’m out walking the rainy streets,
Your eyes are burning holes in the back of my head,
When I smile, you hit my soul with deadly beats,
And, for sure, soon my spirit is truly dead,

Not a day goes by, not a single day,
When I don’t think about how things could be,
If things had gone my way...
(They never really do, you see)

My life has really turned to dust,
Since the day when I met you,
I have forgotten the meaning of love and lust,
Since you forced me to love you too,

Where can all the flowers be,
Why is everything so grey,
You say that you are in love with me,
But you love me... in a hostile way