i am the shiny new thing
the one all your friends want to play with
the one you want to play with
the bouncier ball
the faster race car
the ripest fruitbut by next season
when the new toy comes along,
i know you'll throw me to the side
replace me with an updated, better versionim aware of my temporary nature in your life.
that's why it hurts.
i know that one day we will end, (i fear sooner than expected)
and i don't know how o will be able to repeat the pieces of the puzzle that is my hearti cant allow myself to attach to you
i cant allow my thoughts and feelings to get in the waysomehow
someway
i need to enjoy my seconds
as they tik towards my expiration date.
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sometimes rain, sometimes rainbow - poetry collection
Poetrya collection of poems, written in real time about the good, the bad, and the ugly that comes with healing. PLEASE READ THE CONTENT WARNINGS this poetry collection includes themes and descriptions of: sexual violence/assault/harassment PTSD halluci...