my tongue is numb
from kissing the
tip of this spoon
clean of the
ice cream you left
unfinished on it
it's frozen
it can't move
i don't think
i(t) can ever
speak again
but that is
exactly what you
wanted right so
i am okay
with that not
that it really
matters what i
think say or do
it's always been you
who wanted to
take control and
look what you've
done now
i am nothing to
be not made
fun of i deserve it
i am nothing
special nor worth
anything i am
nothing like all
the others i am
nothing to
not be spoken
bad about i am
nothing important
that you hold
on to me when
the worlds hug
each other tight
crushing everything they
had to death and
it is beautiful
exquisitely heavenly
to see their love it is
breathtaking (literally)
but what a shame
we will never know
what it feels like
because i am
YOU ARE READING
dragonflies
Poetrythese are some of my poems. they're about human nature, the beauty of brown eyes, death, mental health and issues we all face.
