green eyes stare at you
as you lurch forward and
spill the contents
from your stomach
and to the floor.
the eyes move away slowly,
wanting you to know that
they are serious.
vomit, your stomach,
lies on the floor,
with no remorse,
almost seemingly
glaring back at you.
but no one, no one, wants to die.
YOU ARE READING
bodies ➳ author
Poetrypoems that i've written, one line song lyric(s) at the end of each. the poems are meaningless and just "describe" that've happened.
