break - Poem
being there to fix something no one ever broke
hissing and hiding away
treating me like worms in dirt
caring whilst being avoidant
no one was ever really there
AHHH
house of lies
built on trust
love
runs through my blood
spews out my guts
into the street
bicycle runs over me
never meet
the one of my “dreams”
bad enough
i don’t know lust
pin striped
fabric centipedes
yellow
your ey(e)s
yellow
never lie
blue
greenish
pursue
the meanest
we’re so bad
we’re so out bad
we’re so, we’re so
we’re so
we sold our soul
AHHHHHH