i cant feel my limbs
as i put the sheets
on my bed
my vision goes blurry and everything around me feels like a sick dream
my thoughts are carotid artery's
so much happening that
until the trainwreck im unaware of the damage
i fuck people up
and fuck people over
why is that the monster inside
wont stop
taking innocents?
im aching to apologize for her
but that would just make
matters worse.
i clean up a part of myself
just to watch another unfold.
YOU ARE READING
milk and honey
Poetrypoems, & writings from places in my mind; cover by @ bubiska <3 shes quite talented & amazing check her out