the words i hear
lost in translation
my mind can not comprehend
but i love it
the sweet toxicity
of the lies you tell me.
craving
craving more of the bittersweet pain
wanting, yearning
for my blood
to pump through your veins
the words, they hurt
they scar me, they scare me
but beauty is pain
and i'd do anything for you.
YOU ARE READING
inside my mind.
Poetryessentially my diary in the form of somewhat crappy poems "i'm not going insane, i just enjoy writing about it" cover made by @steptheheckaway
