lying alone
divot in the mattress
3:51 a.m.
wide awake, eyes
open.
ghost of you inside me.
soaking in my own sweat,
my tears.
my body's poor tears,
it is crying for me.
the sheets absorb my sadness
abandoned of comfort.
night sky;
so, so dark.
but oh look! a star!
brightest in the sky.
it's you, s!
it's you.
YOU ARE READING
Unhinged
RandomAn ongoing memoir of my life as an unhinged, impulsive person with OCD abd BPD. Written in short, narrative poems that I hope you can relate to in some form or another. Content Warning: Obsessive impulses and OCD, eating disorder (pica), cussing an...
