Lower your gaze, just a little
Maybe then, I can see your thoughts
I only want to grab you
But I don't want to touch you
A scratch on my CDs
A fingerprint in the clay
Hold me tight, I'm not all there
Compression until I'm fine
Don't leave me or I'll cry
There are only two steps after bruising
But I can't bring myself to look
Over the edge but I'll go close
Why do I need to name?
When it becomes a muddy list
And I can't get in if it's not long enough
YOU ARE READING
It's just poetry divided
PoetryI made this because I like writing it but don't like losing it. Updated daily-ish :D Read back to front like a digital manga because there are more relevant poems there, but don't read it backwards that might hurt your brain. Title from: Twenty One...
