why are you embedding yourself into my fragile skin, when you know that i won't be the one to rip you out?
why are you taking the heart from my body and holding it gently in your hands and telling me you'll be careful when you know that i will only believe that lie?
why are you doing this to me?
you know that i will fall hard and fast
for any goddamn soul
YOU ARE FOOLISH
YOU ARE FOOLISH
YOU ARE FOOLISH
YOU ARE FOOLISH AND YOU ARE MESSING WITH MY HEAD ON PURPOSE
because you fucking know
the lengths i will go for an empty promise boy
with beautiful eyes.
r.k.
YOU ARE READING
Meathead Monologue
PoetryI wanted everyone and everything; all the time and all at once. [volume ii] [poetry and prose] [2017-2019]
