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 in
I 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...
