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Dev Mar 2019
You once asked me if I could ever describe you in four words, what they would be.
I finally figured it out.
"control c, control v"
i know letters aren't words but ohhhhh weelllll (:
Dev Mar 2019
Doubting all my reasons,
changing like the seasons
it's cliché I know.
I don't want to rhyme,
but I'm running out of time.
And my fuse is getting short.
I'm about to blow.
And I assure you,
I'm not trying to be
a walking talking cliché,
but it's not my fault!!!
Personally, I blame my parents.
:)
Dev Feb 2019
if you were here,

          would you be disappointed?
Who am I kidding, ofc you would be
Dev Feb 2019
Tip toe across the floor,
And slyly creep to the open door.
Slither through and don't turn around
Cos if you do,

they'll put you in the ground.
Just a weird bit
Dev Feb 2019
I have almost successfully untethered myself from society
Become a recluse, a hermit
I tell myself I'm happy this way
Like this no one can hurt me
Or my imaginary heart.
That I'm okay
Speaking to my only real friend every now and again
By texting
I'm okay being alone.
I'm okay with this
It's all fine.
I'm becoming detached
From reality
And it's fine.
Let's do something together later.
Don't worry, I'll forget about it.
Sometimes I forget the day.
Sometimes I forget the year
My memories get mixed up with the present.
A foggy, hazy blend of incoherent snapshots of my past
Thinking I have plans for dates that have been and gone
Cancelled.
I was "sick"
But I'm okay.
I swear.
I'd stop doing it if I wanted to.
If I was smart.
I wish that I hadn't let all my friends go, I wish it wasn't so hard to talk to them, but when I do I always want to cry. It's my fault, and it shouldn't be so hard. Maybe when I'm 4 months older it'll be easier ;)
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