KILL SOME TIME જ poetry.

tired of waiting

i hum myself to sleep in tranquil and
you think it's a joke. the only way
ill get you to love me is if i finally
revoke myself and leave my body
to be a ghost.

i wish you would love me, i wish you would.

you whisper wisps of admir, but i no longer know. should i sing to the fairies ? i believe, i believe, i believe. but nothing changes,
nothing but my seep of adolescent drink.

and i wish you would love me, only me.

and im hoping that i don't change the scene,
we all want you to leave as a scheme. don't worry about your things- if you'd just do the same for me.

and i wish you would love me. just me.

i will forever be your penny lane, only if you feel my pain. by this, sometimes the sky can swim in my screens. it makes me scream, and scream, and scream until my lungs burn and a phoenix is birthed with the smallest breath. all i can do is scream, do you listen ?

you say im your everything, you say im the only one. but where was i, in your head, when you said those words to the boy claimed dead ?

i wish you would love me.

i wish you would love anybody but he.