dear,
my internal organs,
please don't fuck this up. i know you only ever mean to save me and keep me from daydreams i shouldn't be stuck in or stuck with you want to help me escape from this prison but honey don't you realize we're not in jail anymore.
it's not time to settle a score. it's not time to constantly want more. you don't understand cause we've never been here before but this isn't a place where they keep the criminals, locking them up till they change their ways he's not asking you to change he's simply asking you to stay and i need you to stay i need you to obey.
please, brain. please obey.
we are not trapped. we are safe. this is a home. not a fucking maze. open the door. walk on through. pick out a room. and stay for a few. stop struggling and trying to let go of the one thing the one thing you really know just stay. make yourself at home.
to every force inside of me,
please let me stay.
xoxo,
yours.
YOU ARE READING
butterfly kisses and sorrow misses
Poetryi don't know yet i just need to put these things that are in my head onto paper or i might lose my mind have i already lost it? poems I wrote as the clouds were brewing.
