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Dec 2013
You know how some songs have that one part at the end
Where maybe its sort of a up beat song but then the tempo goes way down
And there is that subtle realization that everything is not ok
Like there is that truth
That all knowing, omniscient truth that things are unsettled

That's basically me

And I'm really ******* upset
I'm hurt, you hurt me
But its not, I can't
I'm more upset because this was so inevitable
And maybe if you just told me you loved me more
Or maybe if you made it clear to me more that you cared
Maybe that would have been ok
But honestly not, because the ******* world is ending

HOW CAN I BE YOUR BEST FRIEND WHEN MY FINGERS AND TOES ARE FALLING FF AT NIGHT
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white coat  between no where and now
(between no where and now)   
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   Isabella Pullivan
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