every day just like the last
a slow molasses stream
crying and lying
trying not to scream
salty tears pour down my face
I wish that I could just escape
this sweet and salty place
YOU ARE READING
a broken soul, in a hungry body
Poetryeverything written is my personal thoughts and feelings from my experiences, it is all my original work. ⚠️tw⚠️ contains sensitive topics; including but not limited to self-harm, suicide, eating disorders, depression, and sleep paralysis
sweet and salty
every day just like the last
a slow molasses stream
crying and lying
trying not to scream
salty tears pour down my face
I wish that I could just escape
this sweet and salty place
