you keep
degrading yourself.
you touch new
bodies to conceal
that darkness you keep.
and you cage me in there
to pick up the pieces you left.
you'll leave soon,
feeling tough.
you'll come back,
to recharge.
your heart is too scared
to love someone
as complicated as
you are.
YOU ARE READING
The Dots Project
PoetryA collection of poems (ONGOING) with titles consisting out of only dots. The reason to this will be for each poem to suit an individual personally. Its short length, simple words, with usual happenings, to fit whoever's fantasies, or current state o...
