I bite into your strawberry skin
only to find bitterness within
for Weeks
I feel your sword-like seeds
Digging, Planting into me
But you're yet to digest
so you sit heavy in my lungs
and I am forced to choke
out every poetic word
but every syllable is about you
I scream out a Symphony
and tear up at your sight
because I thought that small bite
would be the Water to the
Pills of my Life
YOU ARE READING
(water)
PoetryA poem about toxic people that you can't help but few that you need (trust me, you don't.)
