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
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Dead Fowers
Poetry"As I write myself I grow Cause, I know how to lick Cuts and pain So, I bloom Bloom into you" - "Dead Flowers In My Feels" is a compilation of poems through adolescence till now. I used to thought that I was a poet but now I realize I just vent with...
