I want to feel light and smooth to have my skin wrapped around my ribs tightly. I want to be able to hold myself in my arms to feel wanted. I want bones I can caress. I want to feel a waist so thin, so cold and small.
I see blue and white figures dance as I close my eyes and dissipate within my bedsheets and become nothing.
- Me and Ed
YOU ARE READING
Looking out of the car window
PoetryJust a bunch of poems I've had in my head for a while while sitting in bed