28/F/Australia Poetry is a form of expression, a means of capturing the feelings that we most long to share. I hope you like mine or at least read it with an open mind. 60 followers / 10.2k words
We're growing up too fast, You're breaking between my fingers, Hiding between my sheets, Pillow forts crashing down, I just want to hold on, To what we have, We can still be children, A moment more
My insides are sick, Choked up with second-hand tar, You used to fill someone else with, I'm all ******* in daisy chains, And his baby eyes, Fill me up with constellations, Burnt up stars don't shine
I want to starve myself and watch the bones push through my skin until it breaks. I want my veins to settle on the surface and the muscles to protrude. I can feel the ***** rising in my mouth when I swallow. I can taste the blood and the acid. I can almost see it burning through my teeth. I want to fill my stomach with lilacs and watch them dissolve.