My chest hurts with every word that leaves my lips
while hatred and love make my heart burst
why are you doing this to me?
why can't you be the first one to say you're sorry?
and why am I the one crying in bed at night when you are the one who is pushing a knife into my chest?
why does the guilt consume me instead of you?
and why does it feel so toxic and poisonous whenever I show my love to you?
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𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐌𝐒 𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐍'𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃
PoetryA collection of poems I've written. Poems that help me process my feelings whenever I'm having a hard time.
