Loaded up on all the
Right insecurities
To make the perfect mix
Of self sabotage and
Healthy standards
Never quite the right taste
For anyone else
Always bitter and fruitless
With an aftertaste
Saturated in grief
Pour another and watch
While I drown myself
In trying so hard to be
Someone people care about
While also being myself
YOU ARE READING
only a god - poetry and prose ☆
Puisimore words put together by yours truly ♡please consider supporting me on patreon (link in bio)- I aim to publish most of my writing for entirely no cost to the reader as best as I can. I believe art is meant to be free to anyone who chooses to consu...
