You chase me
As a dog chases its tail
Round and round we go
Tripping on the mulch of the playground
I run so fast
As to not get caught
Yet you still tag me
And now you're running away...
From me.
I can't get rid of what you've given me.
Sniffing sharpies
Snorting smarties
Bad habits
Bad directions
Flicking flies
Telling lies
Bad habits
Bad directions
Bloody fists
Broken wrists
Bad habits
Bad directions
No more playgrounds.
No more playing.
No more octopus
More like it's tentacles
A promotion to the basement
But I can still go deeper
And I still haven't gotten rid of your touch.
I'm spraying hand sanitizer on my legs
To set your touch aflame
I'm unscrewing pencil sharpeners
To see sun shine
through my body
Through all the darkness in me
Through your touch.
Everything you touch breaks.
Everything you touch bleeds.
why did you have to touch me...?
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Book of poems
PoetryThis is just a book of some things I've jotted down. I've written over a million poems but I'm only gonna post the ones I think are the best. I try to make things relatable so that you guys can resonate with what I write, but sometimes it's just pe...
