i'll keep filling myself up with toxins,
and pointless lies,
if it means you'll stay the way i begged you too,
i'll listen and allow you to manipulate and eat your way into my brain,
i'll allow you to blame me for all your flaws and project your image onto me,
if it means that you'll listen to me and swear you'll change,
because that little bit of hope,
though deceitful,
is enough to tell me,
that somewhere deep down inside of you,
you're scared to leave me and lose me,
you're obsessed with me somehow,
and when you're me,
obsession is the only green flag i need.
YOU ARE READING
Kalopsia.
PoetryKalopsia • Noun ; The state in which everyone and everything looks beautiful. ✧一 一一 一一 一一 一一 一一 一一 一一 and here the words will bleed onto the page of each separate chapter in my mind, and the words will fall so effortlessly out of my eyes. 一 一一 一一...
