oh ! baby boy

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8/10/20

this boy knows not what i am but the shadow of what i could be

i am not a short gulp of water that helps him swallow his sleeping pill at the early moments on the night

i am harder than the liquor he manipulates to forget my sunken emerald eyes and hollow lies

i am not the the conclusion of his sleepless nights

mithridatism cannot cure me for i am a poison too resolute

oh ! baby boy

you do not know me. you are a speck of sand, lost in my great waves. you cannot compare to me.

the only antidote i hold is one of broken glass and celestial stardust. still searing from being freshly plucked.

so, please, understand to only swallow what you can handle

for starters, your sleeping pill.

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for von, i haven't known you long but i hope i get to.

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