- The vessels of my heart clogged,
my heartstrings togged
to attend a ball of lies.
They spilled from your tongue
like water running down a fall-
effortless.
Your manipulation gave me
Stockholm syndrome
but I still feel you in my bones,
Even after what you did to me.
YOU ARE READING
This simple, complicated life.
PoetryA collection of poems that I wrote when thoughts overwhelmed me.
Even after.
- The vessels of my heart clogged,
my heartstrings togged
to attend a ball of lies.
They spilled from your tongue
like water running down a fall-
effortless.
Your manipulation gave me
Stockholm syndrome
but I still feel you in my bones,
Even after what you did to me.