01.23.23
You crawl from beneath
as I try to fall asleep,
Ghosted smile on your lips,
you tell me I'm a creep,
And in my deathless bed,
I stay awake as I bleed.
Sounds of glasses breakin',
I was taught to hold sharp edges,
Paint my room grey and blue,
you caged me in dark places,
And in my dim-lighted castle,
the sun never rises.
—georginariver
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