written on 5/29/21
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why does it still hurt?
it's been long enough for me to forget
yet it still brushes past my thoughts
and i feel an ache of pain
so intense i feel like i'm being crushed from the inside
it takes hold of my hands and every breath starts to shake, my body refusing everything as if trying to purge itself of this discourse
is this just my insanity?
or has it laid dormant, waiting for one last push to tip me over the edge
this must be the last straw
for i now feel so disgusted by myself
i wish i could tear the bones out from my skin to be rid of this agony
everytime i'm with you
i am reminded of my filth
how i hate to even see my reflection on a window
because i can't stand to see what isn't good enough for you
i'm being torn apart from words that are never said
yet i always seem to hear
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this is personal (as is everything i write hmm) but i have been feeling like this for a minute and i just don't feel okay with myself and what's going on with this. but i hope things are better for you, i love you bunches and hope you sleep well.
YOU ARE READING
folie
Poetryjournal-like entries taken from my journal filled with poems and tales that might not make much sense to you. read if you don't mind it, though.
