You have slowly
Woven your way
Into my life
Which is thrilling
But also scary
Because once you're woven
Into the scarf of my life,
There's no use in taking out
A single thread
Unless the whole scarf is unraveled,
The beauty gone
A hectic, tangled mess
I hope I don't turn out to be
A pile of unwoven yarn
YOU ARE READING
My Voice Through Poetry
PoetryDepressed + gay = poetry 🤯 ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING: including (but not limited to) self-harm, abuse, mental hospitals, eating disorders, and suicide.
