Sometimes I remember
The memories pop up
And the ocean swarms me
The pressure gets overwhelming
And the feeling of your eyes on me
Makes me squirm
the memories of cruel laughs
And the humiliating comments
Make me want to carve off my skin
Because that's all you ever wanted
And so I'd give it to you
If i had the chance
Because you seemed to want it a lot more than I ever did
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Ballad of an over thinker
PoetryHealing from bad relationships in the form of words. Some might be personal but hopefully this can help someone.