Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
May 2016 · 243
untitled
"You gave me panic attacks and I called it love."

Because thinking I was dying with you,
seemed better than living without you.

Not everything is as it seems.
May 2016 · 276
Shiver
out from beneath my skin
jump melancholy whispers
of happy girls
who make for grey dreams

— The End —