if this is what it's like
to be in love
then I have to say that
I don't want this
anymore.
this sickness
this cure
this blade
like a knife
twisting inside
tearing me open
but not leaving me bleeding
my body
my soul
can't comprehend
this outburst of emotions
I've been cold for so long.
I can't stand this rollercoaster
round and round
'til I vomit up these words
trying to understand
this feeling.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
𝙖𝙨 𝙞'𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙥𝙚
Poesiaa collection of some of my "poems" which aren't really poems since poems are supposed to rhyme.
