young and naïve
and depressed
i have still words for your bleeding heart
and your still soul
don't collapse of emotions
don't mend your tender doubts
the ones who love you
will surely leave you
listen, with your patient chapped lips
awaiting a turn in love
your days will melt
and dye like molasses
everdark growing eyes
i love you
you will find new ones
and be happy once more
YOU ARE READING
𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚌
Poesíastatic stat·ic ˈstat-ik. adjective characterized by a lack of movement or change trigger warning: read at your own risk! | just an unnecessarily long collection of me trying to get over my feelings
