its the silence of not having any distractions
im left to think and my head is just so inexplicably sad
i just needed a distraction from who i am
from everything
so i found a razor
i know how it sounds but i sincerely promise i have gone through all the stages, each harm free
but i guess its not the guy anymore
i just miss the me i was when i was with him
i miss not feeling so alone
and irrelevant
no longer yellow
so i found a razor
i needed a distraction from the world being so different
from not being his yellow girl anymore
after all, maybe red is the next best thing
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2019 Poem Journal
Poetrysome parts are written with more care than others. grammar is overlooked for the preservation of the moment. enjoy this journey, or don't, but this honestly is to be continued.
