I was pained. Everything hurt. It felt like water and feathers and nails, filled my lungs and invaded my veins until my hands started shaking. I can't type so well. Not like this. Not in the instances where my ears bleed over with sharp words you speak and my hollow eyes drip broken tears. My head feels light - it's bobbing on water. My shoulders are tired and feel they've lost. My hands are pleading for another to keep them.
Yet yours are in your pockets. And your shoulders are squared and your chin is held high. And you walk away without another word, leaving my ears still bleeding your harsh tones and eyes swollen and bloodshot.
I'll never love again.
YOU ARE READING
of demons and love
Poetry(2014-2016) I closed my eyes because I didn't want to see someone I love, love everyone but me.
