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i am not a bone chandelier i finally told myself that this body doesnt need to be punished by my mind and how much i hurt you and how much i gave up to you i am not a sack of sweetness, stuff-fucked with carbon i am not the hose in the back window i am not every horrible way i wanted to forget what it really meant to be loved by you when you found out i was a writer (or whatever i call this) you told me i have to know the rules to break them you did not know anything about me and i knew then, that if our love was anything like a true poem it was going to end up like the hole i put through the wall two months ago. i dont need to know the rules of love to break them.
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Apr 18, 2017
Apr 18, 2017 at 3:11 AM UTC
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i am not a bone chandelier i finally told myself that this body doesnt need to be punished by my mind and how much i hurt you and how much i gave up to you i am not a sack of sweetness, stuff-fucked with carbon i am not the hose in the back window i am not every horrible way i wanted to forget what it really meant to be loved by you when you found out i was a writer (or whatever i call this) you told me i have to know the rules to break them you did not know anything about me and i knew then, that if our love was anything like a true poem it was going to end up like the hole i put through the wall two months ago. i dont need to know the rules of love to break them.
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Apr 18, 2017
Apr 18, 2017 at 3:11 AM UTC
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