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Dec 2017
I don’t sleep anymore and it’s causing my mind to play tricks on me.
I want someone who isn’t afraid of my sharp edges.
Pull me in your arms and let me breathe in your scent.
I’ll love you like no one has ever loved you.
I will remember your tiniest details from the foods you despise to the TV shows you adore.
I’m hard to take in. I’m quite aware of this.
I let my emotions spill out of my mouth like an oil leak and it can be very hard for men to entertain that.
I just want honesty at all times and my brain can’t quite comprehend as to why loyalty is so difficult.
I’m driving them away.
Day by day.
Little pieces strewn around the floor
Begging to be collected.
I will arrange my cells for you.
Help me please.
Help me put myself back together.
Stewie
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Stewie  32/F/Tampa, FL
(32/F/Tampa, FL)   
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