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I've always been a little selfish, a little spineless, a little reckless. I'll use anything as an excuse. An excuse for the lack of -                                       l  o  n  g  i  n  g. God, I wish I could change things. Ripping off- each bandaid, salting every wound. God, I wish there was another option. I am closing all the doors. I am pouring gasoline. God, I am so sorry. I've always been - a little mindless. Always shown - a little too much kindness. I've just never felt so flightless, I don't really feel like - I should fight this.
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Oct 26, 2024
Oct 26, 2024 at 11:11 PM UTC
l o n g i n g.
I've always been a little selfish, a little spineless, a little reckless. I'll use anything as an excuse. An excuse for the lack of -                                       l  o  n  g  i  n  g. God, I wish I could change things. Ripping off- each bandaid, salting every wound. God, I wish there was another option. I am closing all the doors. I am pouring gasoline. God, I am so sorry. I've always been - a little mindless. Always shown - a little too much kindness. I've just never felt so flightless, I don't really feel like - I should fight this.
I long to be just - a little bit dramatic.
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Oct 26, 2024
Oct 26, 2024 at 11:11 PM UTC
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