i am not a monster
but you're in my head again
this is what i hate
i hate this feeling
i hate you
for being able
to make me feel this way
i am not myself anymore
this is not who i'm supposed to be
i'm scared
i think i'm about to detonate
but i'm pretty sure i already have
YOU ARE READING
from me to you
Poetryto: the woman who made my nightmares come true from: the trembling girl who hides under the sheets in her room (tw)
