My eyes begin to water
My nose begins to drip
My chest feels tight and restless
Making the tears fall to my lip
Venomous breath hitches loudly
People are starting to stare
I hold my breath as our gaze meet
And wonder if I'm being fair
Your voice is soft but hollow
I'm starting to make you mad
I won't apologise for feeling
But I'm sorry that I am sad
You ask me "how I'm feeling"
I tell you "I don't know"
You think I'm being stubborn
And ask if we should go
We leave the party at twelve
My skin itches against your cardigian's wool
My eyes are wet once again
Why is my body so cruel?
YOU ARE READING
Poems that I've wrote about myself
Poetry~Warning: There may be sensitive topics. If any of the topics trigger you, please refrain from reading this.~ Sometimes when I'm bored or sad, I write poems to express how I feel or how I have felt. That's kinda why I used that picture as my cover...
