there is something bad in me.
it's deeply rooted,
tucked away in the dark of my body.
it shows in the way that;
my anger courses through my veins,
leaving the flowers to wilt as my fingers dance over them.
or how jealousy runs through my blood,
leaving everyone i hold to suffocate as i long for an extra second of their touch.
even in the way sadness trembles in my fingertips, leaving a plagued presence as i try to find a grasp on reality.
and as my emptiness consumes my body,
leaving an everlasting void in my heart with no piece of me left to fit.
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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 💫
