Tell me how can I make this all stop?!
My salty tears ,
that well up heavily in the whites of mine.
How can I make them not drop?
leaving sharp evidence of my episode
on the fabric of my grey cotton top.
How can I make this all stop!
Hide the ugly and demons lurking in me!
Before I make my heart, chest and head go, pop!
YOU ARE READING
SHITTY LOVE SONNETS / flashpoetry
PoetryIt was only in the chaos, I was able to cultivate my wings and alas, take flight. ------------------------ flash, emotive poetry - words of mine, to all the boys I've loved before, but also to myself. started : summer 2019
