everything feels too bright
the world is sunspots and glare and shielded eyes
i blink to clear my mind
the fuzziness never fades
the air around me is made of needles
my lungs are filled with pinpricks
i implode and i expand
look at the fireworks
i cried six times today
little stolen moments
if you asked
i couldn't tell you why
and i have you,
and you feel like cold water
and fruit and fresh starts
and but the
SUN NEVER GOES DOWN
whereamiidontknowwhereiampleaseSOMEBODYJUSTTURNOFFTHELIGHTS
but they're off
and im alone
and somehow that's worse
•••••••
lol this isn't a poem at this point
more of a stream of consciousness about this oversensitive feeling i can't get rid of lately, like everything just sets me off and i'm either angry or hopeless or anxious. even thinking about my mental health destabilises it
in conclusion please someone knock me the fuck out
also if ur still here i love you endlessly bc most of y'all left when my poems deteriorated
luv from hazel xxx
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midnight mumbles • poetry
Poesía𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 i share poetry and poeticisms about the things that mean the world and nothing at all
