It comes and goes like a tide.
No matter how far I push you away,
You'll never be truly safe from my crashing waves.
What is it do you want?
I am constantly a drenched mess,
Unable to contain my contents.
Not knowing when they will strike,
It scares away flocks of people at a time
But you stayed.
Why did you stay?
what is it do you expect from me?
YOU ARE READING
Shit poems, by a shit person
Poetry~~~~~ Some of these poems are old, some are new. Trigger warning for some of them. ~~~~ Poems labeled with "x, xx, "etc. is just because I have no idea what to name them. Deal with it. ~~~~~ I use this to cope/ express how I'm feeling and stuff
