Jeih's Poems

What a Mess

I am mess
I'm always flattered by the thought of being loved
Feeling the soft delicate skin of a significant other
Like a brush painting me with vigor and passion.
Yet when I receive genuine philos
My bad habits ruin it
Defeating even sherlock holmes in unraveling my partner's mind
Framing her in my mind like a high value criminal on the run.

Truly,
I am a mess
I'm like a dragonfruit.
I grew fond of living with thorns
And being thorn in others itself.
Though inside me,
I really wanted to make people happy.
Having these soft delicate parts ready to offer my own sweetness.
However don't you dare get close to me.
You might see yourself slipping away with tears of blood.
'Cause once I know your dark intentions.
This mess is about to unravel and encircle your emotions.

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