i can see it with my own eyes
the damage you put me through
i tried brushing it off so many times
but i could see it with my own two eyes
i heard the lies almost scream from your mouth
i never even second guessed this
that this was all a trick up your sleeve
i heard you and never second guessed it
"the most fondest form of love" i thought
"is the warmth of your skin"
makes me want to vomit to think
it was all just fake within
it was easy to pinpoint the smell on you
not to mention the whites of your eyes discolored
so i tried brushing it off and hoping you would see through
the irregular smell of you
the taste of you was too much to offer
considering the forceful moves
i tried so hard to give you everything i had to offer
the breathtaking taste of you
YOU ARE READING
Growing Pains
Poesíafor the kids who were forced to grow up too fast, this one is for you. TW : drug use, depression, anxiety, suicidal thoughts, ED
