Spacing out
Glance by glance,
Picking me apart
Piece by piece.
Situation right here
Got me torn apart
Scrap by scrap.
Why'd you go and say
You love me
And then take it back.
I thought you were the guardian
To my sanctuary.
Plagued with filth:
Anxiety and doubts.
Rotten inside
Finished by you.
Don't hate me now
And love me later.
Just love me now
And don't lie later.
YOU ARE READING
Daystar
Poetryday·star | \ ˈdā-ˌstär - anthology about my life experiences and personal battles 🦋 【 life's a trip 】
