POETRY

i dont know what this is

paint my lips of the colors of the clouds; scream the insomniactic words of 'no sleep,'

let the cheap blue walls crack around my skin while gracing me with the presence of someone i cant even feel

ghost me with the presence of your hand brisking over my bruised knuckles

scream the bloody words in my throat as i shrivel in pain; but it's okay because i love you

drizzle your invisible fingertips over my brain and massage it into my cracked skull while keeping track of my pain.

i'll let you hold me while you stab me in the back forever and ever and ever

not stopping to even let me breathe; just put me through hell until i reach reality

//hey guys !!
you should 11/10 read my other stories
okay thanks ❤️❤️