cringy poetry
i am addicted to cringy poetry
i am afflicted by knowing i left you
i am affected by not knowing why
i am addicted to cringy poetry
i lay in bed at night and try to cry
i wonder if you feel this way too
i am addicted to cringy poetry
in the wee hours of the morning
it is not blood that flows from my veins, but ink
it is not tears that fall from my eyes, but words
YOU ARE READING
ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪꜱᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴜꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ꜱᴍᴀʟʟ ᴛʀᴀɢᴇᴅɪᴇꜱ
Poetry𝙞 𝘢𝘮 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘰𝘥 #1 in #orginalpoetry as of 6/27/24
