Ikanaide- Mafumafu
Jealousy is like relaxing in your car at a red light. Ready for the light to turn green while you hum a tune. Then getting hit by a car out of no where. Being spun out of your control, flipping the car over and sitting there helpless. Fustrated and unable to do anything but sit. Refusing to give up and wanting to get out of the car. Out of a fit of panic and other emotions doing your last minute ideas.
Jealousy isnt kind. Its fast and hardhitting. Brutual and unforgiving. It will eat you away from the inside out with a second glance. My jealousy makes me act impulsively. It makes me mean. I constantly feel bad. I cant just chill I just have to say my piece in a fit of anger. I convince myself everyone involved is the bad guy and say unneeded comments. Then go cry in the bathroom. It later hits me harder at home. Eating me away till I am nothing. Just a mess crying on my bed.
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My 3am Thoughts
PoetryThis are the moments when I am alone at 3am and my mind wont turn off. I am going to be talking about topics that arent suitable for young audiences as well as isnt for anyone easily triggered. Thanks.
