1/20/2016 2:26am

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fuck me. you know the unequivocal
saying you tell yourself in the mirror
every morning while he sleeps nearby
how the fuck do i shake it if my mind
hates me more than i hate me.

if i could give you these thoughts for you
to take out the way you take out the trash
without me telling you too i would
a thousand times and trust me you'll
need a thousand more.

you still tell me over and over, Katie,
fuck your negativity because I love you
and i just dont get it, i dont get me, i dont
get the reason why i exist, these ghosts haunt
me and i especially dont understand why i
want to push you the furthest away
and want you so close the shadows
cant even sneak between us at night.

i dont get me, but you tell me all the time
you got me.
and for that, i feel sorry for you more than myself.

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