38 minutes of hard-hitting ice-water from the shower-head into-my-pores, my eyelids freeze and i'm (finally) blind.
how do you forget somebody's name? i open the shower curtain and drip tears unto the bathroom tiles. ten million colors but my heart only goes blue (try as i might i can never change my hue).
i've never loved anybody but myself, the color of self loathing a crimson red, the taste of freedom creeping up my throat like vomit.
when you hate yourself you take cold showers, drip lamentation on cold tones. he texts his friends about marrying me, i dont love him i only think about writing poetry.
i can break up with my boyfriend right now, end my life in a second, i can love myself in five; the color of self love a warm toned yellow.
subways are too ugly to be dainty.
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been recycling this piece since september i just want it away from me now thanks!
using this as a segway to remind u all that contrary to popular belief nothing on the internet is forever so dont be afraid to post anything (poetry, art, makeup,...) bc if u change ur mind u can take it down! but if it works out then u just opened a lot of doors for urself okay love u all xoxo
