I am a fridge,
Keeping everything you need,
In this cold body of mine.
My heart skips a beat,
every time you come,
opening my door to take anything you need,
only to leave again, closing me shut.
On happy days,
you'll leave properly.
On bad days,
you'll leave angrily,
slamming my door,
because someone has taken,
your favorite smoothie.
The blame is on me,
for I have failed,
to keep everything you need.
Bon appetit,
of everything you took out of me,
including my self love and sanity.
Nov 5, 2020
Nov 5, 2020 at 9:02 PM UTC
I am a fridge,
Keeping everything you need,
In this cold body of mine.
My heart skips a beat,
every time you come,
opening my door to take anything you need,
only to leave again, closing me shut.
On happy days,
you'll leave properly.
On bad days,
you'll leave angrily,
slamming my door,
because someone has taken,
your favorite smoothie.
The blame is on me,
for I have failed,
to keep everything you need.
Bon appetit,
of everything you took out of me,
including my self love and sanity.
i wrote this for my contemporary literature class homework hehe. it's a tad angsty.
