i hate my jealous side
i hate the way she thinks
i hate the way she feels
i hate the way she acts
i hate the way she is me.
she runs in my blood
she beats in my heart
she thinks in my mind
she rumbles in my stomach
her control breaks me into pieces,
as she smashes me onto the floor
over and over and over again
leaving me crying for help,
she tells me it's my fault.
and i hate that pang of jealousy
it's a like course of venom running through my veins,
it consumes me.
i hate my jealous side
i hate that it's apart of who i am
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the stars were in your eyes 💫 - poetry
Poetrypoetry is one thing that keeps me alive, it keeps me going so here are my poems that i wrote when things felt especially hard 💫
