i'm a maggot-eaten mess
i've been out there
on the streets
kicking trashcans and yelling about
loneliness
crying in desert alleys
playing dangerous games
with faceless people
but not even all the noise
in the world can
shut you up.
and all i can do is think about you.
and your fingers
grabbing the back of my neck,
early mornings
and
nights of painand oh dear
if lovers have to carry the weight of love on
their shoulders
then i want to be lightweight.
oh dear
the world dissapears
so smoke em if ya got em
cause it's going down
and i just want to feel
the merciful, soft touch of your hand
between the skin of my breast
oh dear
i don't wanna be the one to forget
cause tonight
there's memories to be made
let's go
i want us to fall asleep together
like two tired angels.
this world is too big and dangerous.
you might as well take my hand.
hello and fuck i hate that actual people could read this, anyways english is not my first language so b kind and i apologize for any mistakes
xxo lucy
YOU ARE READING
all the world is ours
Poetryi slept while i was awake i died while i was alive. october 2020