flower basket
february28twenty18
smile in the dark when nobody is looking. when the bruises hide within themselves and the lights seem all that brighter.
the air is chilled and oh, please, be still, my heart. tug my eyes down gently, phantom warmth by my side cannot make me cry tonight.
it still gapes, I blink and glitch into a jumpscare. it only lasts a second, and I play a part that I have no knowledge of.
I'd love to just wallow all my life, maybe even car crash my consciousness to curb a feeling or two. but wiping out is the least of my worries when I feel so strong, while I am not.
readjust, sideways. dizzy - pain. a billion baskets of roses for the day when I will no longer wish to be ill.
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Millions [Poetry]
Poetrya collection of words describing specific pain. my poetry doesn't follow any rules. my style may change but the words remain insane. ✨minimal to no cursing✨depression✨anxiety✨ hopeless romantic babble✨ proceed with caution. 2017-2018