I feel like there is a lemon stuck in my throat
Bitter
Sour
Prickles my tongue
Maybe it leaked to my brain
Maybe my feelings were altered
Just like a lemon my feelings
Intoxicate my open wounds
It makes me bitter
It makes me sour
I get into the cuts of the people who
Didn't bleed on me
Unintentionally so
They were just in the way
My words laced with vigor
Like a viper I didn't mean to strike
They were just in the way
They scared me
I was scared so I attacked
Unintentionally so
VOUS LISEZ
Russian Roulette ||poetry||
PoésieI'm feeling like this is just gonna be a shit post of poetry😅cause I need somewhere to store it all. The theme of this book is very inconsistent, so you know Russian Roulette...🤷
