warm honey ▸ poetry

73 baptize my sins

purgatory,

p u r g a t o r y,,

i taste it on my tongue and

PURGATORY*** FUCK
OFF

it's A. Never. Ending. LOOP
of fear
and
anger
and
exhaustion
and

i'm

numb,alone.
lost?
probably.
yeah

the relief of therapy,
she's too far gone my hands can't reach yours

we're out of time
need more time
please

lost sense of judgement
which way to heaven sir

cannot
blame it on me
no
write that down asshole

hard pass

she's a
SELFISH BITCH

(((talking in third person)))

white noise
mind
body
soul

why don't you
just say
goodbye
get it over with
rip it off
like a fucking bandaid
because that's what
everyone else does
whisper it in my ear
like a dirty secret

in the moment
need a release
need to feel like ME
AGAIN
AND AGAIN
FOREVER

progress is slow
but it's there
it's not much
but it's there

yeah right

goodnight moon

you're the only one who notices