look in the mirror i feel small and insignificant
stuck in this permanent fucking rut
cycle of feeling high and then at an all-time-low again
coward, i'm a coward
i need you more
than you'll ever need me
countless "i love you" 's
they didn't mean shit to you
and i wish they didn't mean shit to me
because you're buried alive, six feet under
in the littered graveyard of my heart
full of imaginary you's
love you so much, i'm sick
the weight of you on my heart, pushing it into my stomach
it makes me start puking up all of my guts, my feelings,
hidden words that weren't supposed to come out
and as i watch them pour down onto your feet
i wish i could take them all back and cram them into my mouth
if i can't even carry the weight of myself,
how could you ever carry me
and when the spring comes around
you'll have long forgotten about me,
along with everybody else
(yes u r allowed 2 make fun of me)
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i genuinely love this so much and how you express it so beautifully, you should definitely do poetry more id love to read it
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sorry i didnt see this sooner!! thank u so much im sad asf so i have a lot LMAO
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