there's so many things i wonder about
but you're the greatest wonder of them all
/
yea, i'm talking to you
sitting in there, blue halo
feathers weighing me down
why do you weigh me down?
(𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚎, 𝚘𝚛 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕?)
/
no, i'm not talking to you
there's so many things i wonder about
but you're the greatest wonder of them all
catch me, night, when i feel like a sociopath
catch me, light, i can't stop believing love
so it sets in rust
and rises to emptiness
/
yea, i'm talking to you
sitting in there, stained-glass poet
edge of a blade, crying notes
why why why why why; don't you know?
(𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚎, 𝚘𝚛 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕?)
/
some days i feel like a sociopath
𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎, 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝
but i can't stop believing love
𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚎, 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝
there's so many things i wonder about
𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝
but you're the greatest wonder of them all
𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝.
/
p.s. i'm not talking to you.
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
cacophony
Thơ Caa trail of poetry drawn between inward glances because i gave up on shouting myself down. | voice one: 01-13 | voice two: 16-29 | voice three: 30-36 | voice four: 37-42 | p.s. the first few poems are really bad. ~ hymn ©2020
