when you are.
were you not?
no.
so
easy to tell you
what you want to know
honey like ice
stuck to your skin
melting
dripping like snow
cold like a vice
around your heart
im sorry
YOU ARE READING
Vent Poetry
PoetryJust, poems i write, decided to publish them, let people read em. Idk. Feel free to leave hate or critical comments i dont rlly care. Also feel free to enjoy! i hope they give some people like me some comfort.
Sweet Apologies
when you are.
were you not?
no.
so
easy to tell you
what you want to know
honey like ice
stuck to your skin
melting
dripping like snow
cold like a vice
around your heart
im sorry
