i miss the warmth your arms gave me,
it is seemingly similar to the warmth generated by this burning acid in my red cup.
your heart, it is cold in result of complete disposal of my own.
for somehow you've managed to feel colder than the piece of ice i unwittingly swallowed
too intoxicated to notice it was melting down my throat
drowning me serenely
the way you said my eyes made you feel when you looked into them.
we wanted to save each other
because we cannot save ourselves
yet you were my ocean
pulling me into you
your waves holding me under
crashing into my delicate flash,
tearing it apart with every gasp of air i took.
your breath like chloroform choking me more and more as i struggled to breathe
YOU ARE READING
poems
Poezjathis is a book of all my poems that I will be posting and with an acceptation of some friends if they allow me to post them on here. thank you buii.
