I don't speak in a language
sugar coated with shit
and I don't condone
pretending it's okay
Life fucking sucks
and I'm tired
of having to patch up the wounds
that your filthy hands
left on my skin
So I won't pretend
that you left me undamaged
I'll just fill the room with candor
and close my eyes
as the rain screams against my chest
Because while honesty stings
the mental tears I sob into my pillow
are not enough anymore
So fuck you
and your favorite video games
I'm done with pretending
that keeping my mouth shut is best
Because life is what you make it out to be
and I hope you get a taste of your own shit one day
YOU ARE READING
Poetry and All Things Alike
Poetrypoetry, short stories and a collection of everything else. these are the ongoing thoughts that run through my brain day by day, and a measure of life and what I know of it. everything on here is original work by me.
