Everything i knew was a lie,
i know you are to blame.
I thought i could only find you in the deepest part of my wrist,
with soaked bed sheets, full of drowns.
Puffy eyes you keep describing as pretty.
A cloudy mind filled with nothing but your poisonous smile.I thought I could only embrace you in daydreams,
wet dreams soaked the bed sheets, i cried— wished i never woke up.
Seeing the galaxy at day– refusing to meet your eyes,
like venom, it's dangerous.
It puts my void inside a mint car– driving away through an endless road.I thought impossible, you are.
Someone as shitty as me, and someone as daring as you.
met eyes, thinking, "so pretty"
My puffed hair, and your cloudlike sin,
filled mine with a curse and, yours with what you call "everything"Like galaxy, forever we swore,
my void is yours— drive it away like how you drived me crazy.I know you are to blame,
you made me lie
with your sincerity.I never found you like how it goes in movies,
I guess you're too pretty for that.I never found you in the midstream of constellations,
I guess you're too pretty to fit inI never found you at the seashore, breathing waves storms your hair.
I guess you're too pretty— no words or scenes can ever compare.I never found you
because i found myself.
your kisses striped me naked,
revealing it's lies.I think I have longed to be known.
YOU ARE READING
Dazed Off
Poetry𝑰 𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒎𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔, 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒕; 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒚 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒚... 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕. A collection of poems...