25/F/In My Own World Writing to stay alive. I'm nothing but a fool with a pen and a limited vocabulary
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You peeled back all of the rotten layers of my existence Until I laid bare before you And you planted kisses on my skin And in those moments I felt seen I felt understood I felt loved
Now I feel like an exposed nerve. Cold and alone and in pain
Some moments I think I’ll be okay. Like the earth beneath my feet isn’t shaking Like my castle isn’t crumbling Like every fiber of my existence doesn’t belong to you. But then the earthquakes come And the waves of emotion ensue And I’m forced to face the fact That now I’ll have to cherish the thought of you For longer than I had you And I’m forced to face the fact that I will not know The amazing things you’ll do Nor the amazing person you’ll grow to be I will no longer know what it’s like To kiss you To hug you To laugh with you To hold hands with you To wake up everyday next to you. To make memories with you
I’ll no longer know what it’s like to grow old with you