(TRIGGER WARNING)
I have never felt so alone
yet here I was
shaking with rage amid my comforter
wallowing in self pity, and deception.
My brain, a horrific anchor
plunging me deep into the depths of darkness.
My heart, jerking at an abnormal rate
as i welcomed an acquaintance.
I licked my pursed lips,
hungry, prying eyes locked upon the sharpened beauty
i was an artist
eager for a subject.
I have never felt so alive,
yet here i was
painting an enthralling masterpiece
I captured it,
with a soaked cloth
smiling at the burning promise, carved into my flesh
"forever"
you said.
And to the ones who believe they are not worth it, you mean everything to me.
YOU ARE READING
Unsent Letters (COMPLETED)
PoesíaWelcome to reality. A book in which Casuallycool writes letters and never sends them. (Hence the title) This book contains profanity.
