I was wondering if I'd ever turn from plastic
back into flesh.
Or if I'm too far gone to turn back, but then you walked in.
I love you, I truly do
but you aren't strong enough
to carry both our worlds alone,
and I'm terrified to break such a
deeply good person as you.
So please, baby just go
leave me to sleep, when I'm in that hazy dream state
I can pretend that I'm dead, frozen, deep underground
without having to worry about you or the world that is bound to destroy us.
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Seeking Solace
Poezie"No One Sane writes a novel" "Now you see What's wrong with me." // Chicklit #366 Miscellaneous poems of a never ending sort.