I love too big.
I hold on too long.
I always seem to be too much.
But you say I'm perfect.
With that, I don't accept.
I have so many flaws.
Scars that hover over my skin.
I'm just waiting for when,
you finally see,
beneath me.
You love them.
The stories they tell.
Being with me will be a sin.
I am a fallen angel.
Broken.
For you, I'm grateful.
The gods have already spoken.
I'm not meant for anything good.
Especially not you.
So please find somebody new.
Leave me in the past.
Run fast,
and don't look back.
Find yourself a real snack.
For I am damned,
And you are the light in the room.
With me, you're doomed.
You'll become a tomb.
My darkness will consume,
Your light.
You will no longer stand with great height
or have that bright of a light.
Your soul will be gone.
But somehow you still wait for me at dawn.
You act like I belong.
Like I'm a song,
but with the wrong,
rhyme.
So you say,
In due time, you'll be fine,
and you will finally be mine.
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MY BRAIN (poetry)
PoesíaAs a person who overthinks all the time my mind flows with my most precious thoughts, always seeking to create everlasting essays that shape me. There's beauty in honesty, and that's what I want to bring to every piece. I read each of my thoughts as...
