i'm feeling blank, inexistant like the clouds on a summer's day morning.
hot, like the fire that boils my coffee.
empty, like all the cups of coffee i drowned just today.
hollow, like the inside of a stuffy animal. filled with cotton to the brim, but weightless.
and down, like the heaviness of the water vapour in clouds, i'm raining tears.
seduced to reopen my skin, to recut my scars.
bitter-sweet, as i always know when bad stuff is about to happen.
scared as thunder pierces my eardrums.
sweaty as i'm always anxious to talk about how i feel.
my heart aches as i feel tightness in my lungs.
my soul breaks as i see myself forgotten for all.
my smile shatters as my raining tears cant stop.
and i just want to say that this is all ok.
it's fine, totally fine.
because after all,
it's ok not to be ok.
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Inside-outs & where-abouts
PoetryHello everyone, this is a collection of poems which I wrote by myself. I don't know if you guys will like it but I hope you do. Please do not copy one of them, if you want to repost anything just tell me or atleast give me credit for it. Xoxo, nour...
