backwards
i'm the one they miss silently, they're with me in fairy land, thinking about the way they hurt me but all they ever did was bend me backwards over banisters
they reminisce just for the sake of it and they curse my delicacy, my loveliness and their verse in each of my tears
they're slipping away, i'm seeing them out because i'd rather feel my darlings kisses on me and this crime is becoming very true in this love of mine
dionysian cuts on her skin, apollonian bruises on my neck
now i'm cursing the songs sung silently because i love loudly and just for the sake of it
YOU ARE READING
of other wrongs, sins and songs
Poetrypoems about broken homes, friendzones, death, everything your heart does not desire
