Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 2019
Sorta like my detector for love
I guess this is how I really know if I’m into someone
First I start to feel off
The days begin to fade into each other
I don’t know where one starts and begins
I sleep off the confusion only to
Wake up
More lost.
I don’t feel adequate enough for someone
To love me
I’ll give you my all
Rip my heart out
Blood over your hands
Take whatever you want
But I don’t know if I’ll ever get it back
Written by
Matteo Palermo  20/M/New Jersey
(20/M/New Jersey)   
289
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems