i'm not okay
but still
i learn to play
the gamei didn't know
was real & feel
it has
no damn appealto me i just don't
understand why i
can't fucking stand
my legs and backthey ache
i make mistakes
i break
when anything's at stakei'm fine, i am,
i really am
just lying, its true
except i'm telling youthe things i know i'm
not allowed to
say & pray
it's not too badi'm sad
& don't know why
i know the reasons
still i try to showi'm really trying
not crying over
spilling milk and blood
in equal parts, a floodof ugly pink i think
i think too much
or not enough
of mei'm lost and cost
too much
i'm such a fucking failure
stale, i stagnatepause, unsure
of where i'm going,
throwing fits
i sit in pools of salt preservemy words in herds,
it fucking hurts
to breathe sometimes
i wish i'd never beenin love, i love that love
fits like a glove on
everyone but me
i see, and can't stop lookingmy reflection hooking
lines and sinkers, thinkers
live too long to find the answer
only questions asking why i'm herei fear that i know everything
i need
to bleed i'm full
and empty feels so free,and me, i love to eat
my feelings, stealing from
myself tomorrow, oh the sorrow
scales and mirrors hear her crysomeday she'll die
i hope it's soon
i love the moon, i howl
when i see fouladipose, suppose
i lose it all what's left
for me to do in life, bereft
of purposedie on purpose?
anyways today i feel okay
unless i think of yesterday
just write my silly storybore me with the end
i'm giving up
abruptly, interrupt me
say it's not too latei hate to say that
they're just words
i've heard before
my ears are soreand i'm unsure
won't listen anymore
i'll still see
what's in storetomorrow
in debt I'll borrow
time to waste
in haste i'll spend it poorlysurely life is more than this
insist I give it one more chance
a dance I'm tired
practicing my linesperfection shines
right through me
truly such a crime
is mine to be atoneddethroned, usurped
replaced, displacing
too much space I take
away the help i shouldn't needi'm seeding
all my doubts they
reach their roots inside me
burn them, sootwill take their place
the pace too fast
at last what's left
of me is only Ash
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lost in space on a page
Poetrya collection of poems i wrote when i was sad and needed to get things off my mind, written about the girl inside my head