04/02/19
3:13pm
it's depressing
to witness
you stressing
over me.
undressing me
with you imagination
when you know that will never be.
what a creation
you're trying to make
a girl such as i's
blood boil and heart quake
but it would be a lie
if i told you i feel
all for your sake.
because whatever you seem to believe we have
isn't real
honey
it's fake.
and i'm trying
to rake out your mind
so you can think clearly
but you're still trying
to take
my heart
and call it yours.
and you're so kind,
sincerely,
but i don't open those doors.
YOU ARE READING
Trouble
Horrorcrazy poems for my self by my self for when my self is bored or horny or tired or sad not based off any real events in life sadly (hopefully not for long hmu 😏😏 god i'm awful) but a lot of these are about fûcking if this is ever published, please...
