Regret turns my lips red as blood
Coating my teeth with nicotine stains
Unspoken words tear at my throat
Festering there forever more
Stinging eyes and burning lungs
But my tears refuse to fall
Denial buries me six feet under
And I don't possess the strength to drag myself out
Swapping memories with shared friends
Smiling softly through the pain
Hiding the ache inside my chest
It emerges in crimson lines instead
Distract me, save me, take me away
I would give anything for one more minute with you
- starr
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Starfall (Poetry)
Poetry"Maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets." - Arthur Miller A messy collection of poems written in my formative years. 2016 - 2018 ~~~ Trigger warnings may apply to some of these. Completed
