Sick to my stomach is an understatement.
It's cotton candy pink vs. green.
It's a crash vs. years.
It's shame against pain.
And I can't tell if when the glass settled
I was just glad you were okay
Because I care about you.
Or if I'm just now realizing
That maybe I've loved you all along.
It's an understatement to say
I'm sick to my stomach.
YOU ARE READING
Color Me Gray
PoetryIt's about my life in a way. A lot of my poetry stems from things I go though. And Unfortunately I only update when something makes me generally upset or overjoyed. I'm happy with whatever feed back.
