but there never seems to be anything worse than never being enough.
the words constantly playing in your head.
shit girlfriend.
shit friend.
shit daughter.
shit person.
not enough. not enough. not enough.
never will be enough.
and sure those words destroy you,
but what does that matter.
you still believe it over and over again.
you still think it at night,
tears rolling down your cheeks onto your pillow case
but you refuse to say a word,
thinking how you've mentioned it too much already.
just shut up. you'll only be more of a burden
you feel so stupid once the worries and thoughts hit you at night.
and so do the tears.
tear yourself down over and over,
yet you don't say a word,
not even when those thoughts cross your mind.
don't make others think your too hard to love.
too much to handle.
YOU ARE READING
my lover poets
Romancethe thoughts about love. Simplicity form yet addictive to consume your mind over. Love isn't always perfect. (I know I'm not a perfect writer in poetry, but I thought it would be fun to write out some thoughts I have, and things I've learned int...
