late nights
thinking what could have been
wishing for what could be
waking up
nothing ever changes
i'm a coward
the only chicken who knows how to
bluff
around here is me
i've got my feathers ruffled inside
but primed and plucked on the outside
this chicken you can cut up
and slaughter
de-feather
strangle
break my neck
you won't find any meat on these bones though
just emptiness
empty wishes
unfulfilled stories
YOU ARE READING
jellyfish hearts
Poetrythese poems are all of my unfinished works from Wattpad, and then some. i hope you enjoy xo
