do you remember
when I told you that
my monsters were taking over
and
flooding my head
and
deafening me with their voices?
you looked terrified.
since that day you began
to step and tip toe so carefully and cautiously around me
as if I,
myself,
was the monster.
and I've finally started to believe
that you
were right.
YOU ARE READING
Purity || poem book
Poesíawelcome to Purity, my mind in the form of poems and one-liners. enjoy. Trigger warning: some could be triggering, so if you are triggered easily then please don't read. ~lowercase intended~
