this feels good
but's it's so bad
i know you're hurting me
but i don't care
i still see you as the person you used to be
i still see you as the person i met
but
you aren't the person you used to be
you aren't the person i met
you are fillied hatred
you are vicious
abusive
cold blooded
violet
menacing
but i am truly not able to admit that
i think you are woderful
you are beaituful
thoughtful
kind hearted
hysterical
amazing
those words seem convincing enough to myself
don't they
i feed myself lies
i say you're perfect for me when i know you're not
because i don't want to be alone
i'd rather have bruises than be alone
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Poesiajust shitty poems that i've written while i was bored asf