i could unlock my mind,
unleash the things no one knows.
i could be like the rest of them, but
i,
i have too many secrets,
tucked away as if i'll save them for another day,
maybe when i explode and pieces go flying,
shit will hit the fan, and at this point
i don't know how i act like its all okay
when really i'm not,
they open up to me, full force why can't
i do the same?
i shouldn't have so many damn
walls and escape doors
with locks of steel
because in the end,
i'm the one drinking the poison.
YOU ARE READING
milk and honey
Poetrypoems, & writings from places in my mind; cover by @ bubiska <3 shes quite talented & amazing check her out