i am torn in half,
mismatched thoughts,
mismatched feelings,
jumbling,
entangling,
intertwining,
till it's difficult to decipher,
there's you
soft, pure,
you let me know it's okay to say thank you when they compliment me,
you don't mock my shaking hands and blurry vision,
you smother my rage with logic and clarity,
when i'm with you, i feel at ease.
but then there's you
ferocious, rampant,
you are the curling of my fist,
the acid on my tongue,
the poison crawling around my veins,
you are the sharp impulse, the nails on a chalkboard,
and you overcome all till there's nothing left,
no one left
no one but you
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unedited so don't jump on my dick but hey life has been overwhelming me and stress and sadness is good inspiration for writing
if it wasn't obv already, formatting is super relevant to the writing ;))
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Flawed Kalopsia
Poetry❝ when your darkest nightmares, become the streets you aimlessly roam ❞ :: a collection of poetry, drabbles, thoughts and other miscellaneous writing pieces from yours truly. cover by @chuuniichan
