6:16pm, 6th of June 2015 on a Saturday
// window: my heart broke into a million shards and even when i finally gave you a window into my soul you decided you'd like me better with shattered glass. //
// wash: i need to bathe, i need to scrub my skin clean of you //
// structure: they said don't bother; he built himself an empire for his own prestige but when i broke your walls down and saw your real heart i knew that was all i'd need //
// accounts receivable: i haven't paid my water bill because i swore to you that i could survive on the waterfall of tears that threatened to spill because of you //
// drink: the heat of your kiss burnt the roof of my mouth and the taste of your love burnt down the rest of my house. //
YOU ARE READING
if i don't say this i'll explode // a book of poetry
Poetrya book of poetry // because if i don't say this i'll explode, there's too much white noise in my head that needs to be transferred to the blank spaces in the sky and the unfulfilled breaths of the air we breathe. 20 year old girl from Melbourn...
