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wonder how many times i'll bleed
in the comfort of my notes app on the screen
when i realise the flags were never green
do you ever wonder what a ride it has been?

shiny, cold cluttered and talkative dust
your presence in my life felt more than enough
until i realised who you put first
shouldn't come off as a wonder, you're who you love

i'm obsessed over what i felt once
watching you beside, falling, trying to score your runs
does it have to be this hard?
moving on from someone who was never gone?

i'll no longer tolerate this tartarus, as i withdraw
from this part of me as i cut this see-saw
of judgemental eyes, arguemental lies
suffocation twice, nevertheless wise

you know you see it in my eyes, that never meet yours
that this is what it should be, you never were close.

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