there is no meaning in words
none of them phase my brain
i think of everything and anything
and what it could be, what it's not
but i'm just one person
and severely underpaid
i deprived myself of love and life
harm and hurt in peaceful solitude
i miss the idea of people i once loved
and hide away what i can't change
peeling apart my body everyday
thinking maybe i'll fall apart
YOU ARE READING
𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚌
Poetrystatic stat·ic ˈstat-ik. adjective characterized by a lack of movement or change trigger warning: read at your own risk! | just an unnecessarily long collection of me trying to get over my feelings
