i’m never the best with words and i’m too brutally honest but you’re the boy that got me falling and i’m the girl who loved every scrape and burn cause for once i wasn’t drowning; just tumbling down and maybe that’s the beauty of it all the way every way of getting stuck in this love always seems to be a deathly fall or an ocean in which you are planted at the deepest depths and i guess i’m just beginning to overthink everything again but you should know me anyways now that you know my every secret. i’m a tragedy i have doubts numbered by the billions and i create every fantasy in my head until i’ve lived every broken and beautiful non-existent moment. i’ve got these voices in my head; not demons don’t worry yourself i’m not yet psychotic; but the voice is my own and i’m telling myself everything i do and don’t ever want to hear until i get used to the feeling of my own abandonment i’m a girl who can write you into oceans with starstruck skies above the waves but i could also turn you into volcanoes erupting in my uneasy mind until you become every thick layer of doubt and disappointment covering my mind as it seeps through into my veins until it finally becomes a vital part of my bloodstream i’m not quite the ‘lover girl’ you’d expect i don’t look for the love in your ****** image but in return i break easily; and i’ll crumble at every corner and edge to the simplest poke of heartache and theft of my own care i’m not the perfect person i wish i could be; nowhere near it. i’ve loved before and it only left me with regret and grief and now i’m built to have disbelief and darkened thoughts i dream of everything in the most poetic form but that doesn’t mean they’re always beautiful i imagine a world in your ocean eyes and i’ll forget to take care of my own; i crave to be selfless but there comes a point in which my eyes will learn to water themselves with the wrecking instead of water and i don’t think you’d like a girl who can’t attend to her own self-care so run run far and say your goodbyes ‘cause i forgot to mention that i’m a nightmare and you’re just the dream i wish to dream i’m never the best with words but i am a catastrophe.
I wrote this a few years back and it has this really long back story to it. but to sum it up, i was dating this guy i liked so much, i always called him ocean eyes because he had these gorgeous iced blue eyes but at the time we were together i was so mentally ****** up i didn’t want to ruin him too so i wrote him this poem which was basically me warning him before we continued.