what is this feeling
i've forgotten how to throw up like a pretty girl
i say, pathetic
alphabet soup
spelling out all my love for u amongst the other parts of me I've gagged up due to me
one, binging like im a human abyss (which emotionally, dear god, i am)
two, overfilling myself and contradicting yet trying to prove my last point (as always, further tearing my good pieces that are left, apart)
u don't love me tho
ur too afraid
and im sorry
but for as much as i am a tumbling skyscraper falling to it's foundation
i will always accept love
i will always profess love
the sounds of glass hitting cement
my sweet sentiments
the acceptance of love coming in forms of chaotic good
the sound of the empty silence afterwards
and i just wish u could too
i understand that u feel like a mess
i understand that some days waking up is the last thing u wanna do
but why tell me u love me
we're aware that we're built the same
god probably made us from each half of our whole molds
so with this, i ask u
nearly on knees
plead an answer as to why
why did u swallow me whole
YOU ARE READING
i really wanna scream
Poetryand so with that, in conclusion, sometimes all there's needed is a scream to shatter the glass around your own heart. tryna be poetic or whateva (not really succeeding tho!)
