A sea of care
blurred by pain and despair
My pain
My hurt
Makes it hard to see i really do care
Yes i fuck up
Make little mistakes
Say the wrong thing
I don't mean to seem mean
I love and care
For every fiber of you
Your arms
Your hair
Your eyes
Your chest
A loveliness that cant connect
Your mind a mystery
I still haven't solved
Yes im an idiot
But god im yours
Even when i try to run
My heart always comes back to you
You follow me anyway
Ill give it all
Just to be by you
The mane of black locks
And a heart of pure gold
Every move you make calculated and precise
You own me
im yours
Thare is no more too it
I dont mean to be a bitch
But i know that i am
I dont understand
And i miscommunication
I really dont mean to
I just dont know what im doing
Ive never had a heathy relationship
Only toxic and painful.
So how do we do this
I love you my leo
YOU ARE READING
poem's from the bathroom stall
PoetryA poetry book A collection of feelings written by a non-binary abuse survivor. A combination of the trauma and moving forward, both joyful parts and not so happy parts. This collection contains 30 poems and the author is now working on "Poetry is...
