I just want you to get out.
Get out of my head,
Get out of my veins.
I can still feel you
night and day
choking me up
tearing through my skin
and I still love you
and your presence still lurks
in the wreck of a heart you've made.
My heart still beats for you,
and I can't change it.
All I want is to rip it
out of my chest
and leave it on your doorstep
and maybe you'll see
how much i fucking loved you.
You were like poison to me,
but also my sweet escape,
I loved you more than i hated myself.
9/8/14
12:00 p.m.
YOU ARE READING
we were calamitous
Poetry"you and i were meant to collide like silken streaks across the velvet sky, we were meant to burn burn burn and rise up again from the ashes."
