your laughter as sharp as knives
stabs at my heart
i envy you
tonight i have died
tonight i was killed
and i mourn my own loss
your ease i despise
and you have no clue
for i have always been silent
here on my floor
alone as ever
i cry
your honest words
so bold they hit
while mine fade away as i speak
i am timid
and scared
and alone
YOU ARE READING
no real agenda // poetry
Poésiepoems for all the words i can't say anything and everything goes. i write sporadically and about whatever i want. hence the title i've had the same compilation since the 6th grade, please skip to the better poems... (aka deep breaths and onward, ob...
