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it’s been two years and I can feel who I used to be rotting me from the inside like fruit i let go of her and i give up all protection, all ive learned i keep her and only one of us can live inside this body at once and rotted fruit takes up less space than fresh at night, when i try to sleep, ill shake and shudder with the feeling that she’ll always be a part of me
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Apr 24
Apr 24, 2026 at 12:29 AM UTC
fruit
it’s been two years and I can feel who I used to be rotting me from the inside like fruit i let go of her and i give up all protection, all ive learned i keep her and only one of us can live inside this body at once and rotted fruit takes up less space than fresh at night, when i try to sleep, ill shake and shudder with the feeling that she’ll always be a part of me
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Apr 24
Apr 24, 2026 at 12:29 AM UTC
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