to the girl in the mirror, fuck you.
i can't even look at you anymore.
i don't recognize you and it makes me sick.
you deserve the hurt you feel,
as payment for all of the hurt you've caused others.
him, especially.
off the walls you've gone,
blacking out is your best friend
and then you wonder why the fuck
your anxiety is so heightened
why people keep leaving you
why your body aches
why your heart aches
because you try to drown out the world
with temporary highs
rather than holding onto what grounds you
who grounds you
WHO ARE YOU
WHAT DO YOU WANT
WHAT DO YOU LIKE
WHERE DO YOU WANT TO GO
WHY ARE YOU THE WAY YOU ARE
YOU SUCK
WHEN DID YOU BECOME THIS
M O N S T E R
YOU ARE READING
warm honey ▸ poetry
Poëzie❛ LITERATURE: CLEVER LIES WHICH SECRETLY SAY THE TRUTH. ❜ ⠀⠀⠀⠀Copyright © 2016, slythrns
