They break at the edge of sea
Those secrets beneath the skin
The deep sadness of distance
And the absence of the gentle tug
Of the waves
Retreating

Your kind of like beer
I got used to the taste
But u cause gastrointestinal problems

I was never like this before..
an anxious ball of heavy breaths and quivering shoulders.
Tears tracings my lips
And I cannot make the smell of cigarettes escape my fingers despite not smoking in an entire year.
My skin is peeling,
My skin is crawling
And the irk is unbearable.
Like large swarms of tiny gnats pinching me, digging their teeth into my flesh.
I am tired.
I’ve slept all day, but still I am tired.
Even at 12:51am,
It feels as though the sun in my eyes
And I am squinting oh so tightly
Trying not to let the light inside.

My shadows deceive me
Manipulate and play and taunt me.
When I'm walking alone
At night
My shadows multiply
into twos and threes and fours
Making me think someone is creeping up on me from behind
Untill I am running..
Sprinting
All the way home