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Are you starving again?
Haven't you had enough?
Always devouring me whole
Until I could no longer leave

I'm really terrified
Terrified of becoming a shell
A shell composed of harmful thoughts
A shell devoid of dreams

I don't want your company
I'd rather be an empty shell
That can be filled with ardor
Than a shell filled with rancor

I no longer want to be devoured
I no longer want to be ensnared
I no longer want to be snagged
I only want to climb up and yell
"I want to be enough."
Can't I be enough?

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