My words release a toxin along with my breath
It will kill you slowly when you're near
My lungs are filled up with clusters of sorrow and those are the ones which causes your symtoms
You've been exposed to me
My words are like daggers and I can feel my thoughts sharpening them
I hate to know that one day, my words will stab you
Either in the heart, and you will fall down to an emotional death
Or I will simply puncture your lungs and leave you to grow your own sorrow clusters
I'm afraid to speak, but the daggers are scratching my lips from the inside
I'm hurting you, I know
Don't tell me else while you're barely breathing and covered in cuts
My stare is cold, making everything freeze
So now you're standing here with hypothermia
I never meant it to be, I'm suffering as much as you
These conditions are feasting of me and I have nothing else to offer
We all know, that my plain presence will shorten your life
YOU ARE READING
~Poems~
PoetryI have always loved writing poems, so I'll post some of them here! Hope you'll like them!
