Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2016
First my falling grades
Second the gravity
Now we can't even feel a space

Am I breathing underwater?
Did I come from a dark place?
We can't make them understand

Our love left undiagnosed
We're being stared at like a car crash
Far in the desert no one relates to



Never end what makes you happen
Let it end you
Smooth and good and nutritious



You are the plate and I am the food
I've always despised mouths, you know that
You would never ever let me go
Written by
Pea
315
   SN and NV
Please log in to view and add comments on poems