Words get stuck in my throat
Like pills hard to shallow
They don't want to come out
They choke me
Drown me
I feel an ocean's inside
That doesn't leave me
Words won't come out
They just won't let me be
I'm just here
Terrified of myself
In my head
I'm losing and lusting
I'm not myself
And these words drown me
YOU ARE READING
Dead Fowers
Poesie"As I write myself I grow Because I've learned to lick Cuts and gashes And caress my sadness So I'll bloom Bloom into you" - "Dead Flowers" is a compilation of poems through adolescence till now. I used to thought that I was a poet but now I re...
