I never let myself think of you
Therefore now I am suffering
My mind abuses me
Abiding by the rules of grief
When you come around
My body shuts down
I can not speak to anyone.
This is not your fault
I pushed you away
With everyone else attached by a mental string
And now i have moved along
But your ugly words still haunt me
YOU ARE READING
breathe {poetry}--
Poezjathis is not poetry it is emotion in its purest form; words
