littlemisscloud writes

A Bag Full Of Sallow Hearts

remember how 

I foolishly swallowed and spiked

 this almost heart 

exhaustively 

to the crumbling hopes 

that have begun to sink, 

pinning its little gray mopes 

onto a catastrophic hole

since then,

I've been wearing this vicious, gutsy wound 

like it's a second thing 

and seeing how they try to fuel 

this fucking storms even more

 with spittles of their gluey hands, 

their godawful beguilement

 tirelessly

 dulled my soul 

-a.