Nausea
Is not a pleasant feeling
It creeps from your stomach
Up to your throat
Until your feel like keeling
Over the boat
And vomiting
Till your stomach explodes
Maybe it's your guilt
That makes you feel this way
Or maybe it's because he's always away
Everyday
He never wants to stay
Maybe it's the way
The bodies decay
That makes him stay away
Is that why he never wants to play?
Or maybe it's because you're a murderer
Touché
A/N: ngl that last line made me laugh so hard when I first wrote it so it's alright to laugh. Just needed to make a murder joke to stay motivated
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Poetry
PoetryJust a few poems I wrote. I few are on my Tumblr but not all of them. Feedback is always appreciated. I've been told this is kinda intense(?) so read at your own risk ig Theme is basically murder and sex. Like that's really it. Nothing too extreme l...
