I'm so sick
of all the time that feels like it's been wasted.
of all the troubling thoughts.
all the complicated conversations.
I'm so sick.
I'm so tired
of all the times you leave me
of all the times you say you don't want me.
of all your stupid sayings.
I'm so fucking tired.
fuck you for making me hurt. fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you.
YOU ARE READING
blank screens, dirty sheets and other unfortunate things
PoesíaI could never say these things aloud.