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and while your presence may be enchanting, I find that it hinders my breathing. but the way that you know exactly what to say to make the pain go away and the serotonin want to come out to play well I'd be a liar if I told you that it wasn't my favorite part of every single day and when it hits you it'll feel like waves of anxiety dragging you into a sea of euphoria and drowning you in peace But what I’ve learned now is that our bastardized love cannot be written in a silly journal nor can it be sliced into my flesh as my previous loves could have been. What I have learned is that our love is old and, though previously unspoken it often leaves us both dumb and craving more. Before I loved you, I wrote disorganized thoughts on my skin with blades and needles. Before I loved you, every inch of my body was sore from the nightmare induced thrashing Now, because I love you, I write disorganized thoughts on a piece of paper with a red pen and now, because I love you, every inch of my body is sore from the pleasure induced thrashing.
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Apr 29, 2014
Apr 29, 2014 at 11:00 AM UTC
(4/20/14)
and while your presence may be enchanting, I find that it hinders my breathing. but the way that you know exactly what to say to make the pain go away and the serotonin want to come out to play well I'd be a liar if I told you that it wasn't my favorite part of every single day and when it hits you it'll feel like waves of anxiety dragging you into a sea of euphoria and drowning you in peace But what I’ve learned now is that our bastardized love cannot be written in a silly journal nor can it be sliced into my flesh as my previous loves could have been. What I have learned is that our love is old and, though previously unspoken it often leaves us both dumb and craving more. Before I loved you, I wrote disorganized thoughts on my skin with blades and needles. Before I loved you, every inch of my body was sore from the nightmare induced thrashing Now, because I love you, I write disorganized thoughts on a piece of paper with a red pen and now, because I love you, every inch of my body is sore from the pleasure induced thrashing.
The transitions are really ****** I know. If you have any advice it'd be so greatly appreciated. Thanks!
lucy-marie
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Apr 29, 2014
Apr 29, 2014 at 11:00 AM UTC
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