Smile darling
Behind her dazzling eyes hides a black hole
The kind that you get so far lost in that you don't remember there's an escape
You'll search a desert
In circles, round and round
She learnt better than to dream of better days
Dreams taste like giving up
Tears taste like guilt
She's afraid to ever pull off her mask
Because every time it gets harder to put on
But the toxicity seeps into her skin
through her wounds
and stings like a thousand cuts
Fucking smile, darling
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This poem I did as a word print that's why it's not as refined as some of my others but I wanted to share it anyways
YOU ARE READING
bittersweet emotions.
PoésieGrey people with grey emotions. I write red poems about their grey lives and blue poems about mine They breathed in sweet air As I breathed in the ocean. They tasted liquor As I tasted the guilt on my lips. (Stuck, chap 12)
