Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2018
When I trim it,I do it as quickly as I can so I don’t end up using myself. But my hands are so tempting, my heart shuts down, and my conscience whispers to me let my fingers free. Ou the shower handler gets me exciting every time . Flowers get dry and thirsty, I mean it’s not wrong to save them, to splash a little although i won’t be satisfied. After I’m done then the guilt comes in,so I take a look in the mirror and ask myself “am I thi only one? Why do I come back to this bad habit? I mean it only lasts 2 minutes... 2 ******* minutes that I keep borrowing so I can get away from this pathetic place.
Marinazinya
Written by
Marinazinya  26/F/Italy
(26/F/Italy)   
148
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems