I dont smoke,
But I would inhale every breath of you.
I usually don't choke,
But all of my words are caught in my heart because of you.
I don't cry,
But you took a ride down my cheeks.
I don' break,
But you shattered me.
Why? Why? Why?
Why did it have to you?
I'm looking for an answer.
You are a question.
I don't have a clue.
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Inspired by Mitski and Dodie for this one.
YOU ARE READING
Text In A Box
PoesíaRandom poems that I originally wrote over messages with one of my friends and decided to move over and write here. Theses are mostly in order of when I wrote them, but if it's an older one I'll specify. They also vary in length. Trigger Warning: Dar...
