im a mess.
not the kind you clean up
the kind that you leave piled on "that" chair
the kind you say youll clean but never do
the trash you always seem to forget to throw
the mold stinking your fridge.
but even after thoroughly cleaning
after youve scrubbed every tiny spec of dust
it still looks like a mess.
YOU ARE READING
Don't forget to water the roses
PoetryPoetry for The weary, for the undecided and "can't hide it" for the somedays and will be's for the love struck and the newbies. These words will flood your mind with inspiration, how to learn to forgive, and love. Not just someone else but yourself.
