JEALOUS
Jealousy feels like vines wrapping around my skin
Holding me down
Stoning my face and locking my heart in
I do not like this anger mixed with pain mixed with fear
It feels numbing
Like my mind doesn't quite know what to do, bash her head in or run
Or neither
But neither feels so out of grasp when you smile like that because of her
Neither feels as close as the sun.
And I've never really been one to run...
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God is my Strength
PoetryThis is not about God, this is about love. ______________ All my bad poetry in one book.
