I'm still losing my mind,
Still crying over the ghosts of my past,
But I have no bad boy to distract me from my chaotic path.
I'm still falling apart,
But now my jagged edges are only cutting myself.
I'm self medicating,
And the numbness is addicting.
I'm always searching for something I can't reach,
So I'm always tripping over nothing,
But the higher I get the more I forget.
The higher I go the farther away my problems flow.
With my heart beating slow,
I stand on the very edge,
And I let u go...
For a day, a week,
I never know.
If we were meant to be we would have been already.
So the universe decides to torture me
With your presence everyday,
And I drown out all the noise with a little drink,
So I won't have to think.
I meet guys on street corners,
Their mouths gaping holes,
That spill out white lies.
But all I ever see in them is you.
So I hide in my room,
And whisper to the moon.
I'm always hoping she's whispering it all back to you...
YOU ARE READING
Tulips
Poesíathey say you only fall in love once, I guess I had to prove them wrong.