Why is hate so much like love
When it comes to you
Or is love just
A culmination of
Jealousy, lust, envy, vanity
Emotions that evoke self-hate
Why can't I tell you
Words tumble when I speak
Yet when I write
I can write oceans
The seven deadly sins get between us
And I can't stand that
Heaven and hell
Won't let me through to you
YOU ARE READING
Bouquet
PoetryA bouquet of short stories and weird poetry. Highest Ranking #466 in Poetry Cover creds: @Silverbluinse
