it still
hurts
they said it
would get
better but it feels
like it's getting
worse all the time and
no matter what i
do i always imagine that someday
i won't feel anything at
all except the pain
that they said
would go
away
imagining
that i
would find myself
laying in a ditch
bleeding out and i would
crawl through thorns as if they
were feathers that wished only
for me to feel
something that was
not the
same
but
someday we will
find out if they lied or
just wanted us to feel better
and what difference
will there
be
for i will still feel the
pain
//
owo a poem that has actual pattern to it??
this is so unlike me.
if you can't tell, the pattern is in words per line: increase wpl until six words, then slowly decrease to one. the rates grt faster every stanza.
here's the wpl written out:
2
1
3
2
4
3
5
4
6
5
4
3
2
1
/
1
2
3
4
5
6
5
4
3
2
1
/
1
3
5
6
3
2
1
/
6
1
110 words, inspired by chronic pains n stuff.
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Book #2
PoetryThe old one is old and cringey. So I made a new one! I'm not a freakish middle school fangirl anymore, so you can read my ideas without internally dying! Now, it's meme time. // (mostly short stories and poetry, with a lil bit of meme-y stuff (idk)...
