every bone in your body
tells you to hold me
and you don't know how you feel?
you wake up in the night
and realize you've
wound yourself around me
like a thread in a spool
and you don't know how you feel?
you just care
but your actions say more
they scream more
and i don't understand
how you can say you don't love me
and then love me better
than anyone else
—this isn't casual
YOU ARE READING
thorns and other maladies
Poetryanother collection of poems. *TW: mentions of sexual assault, drug use, self harm and other sensitive topics*
