10:08 pm
please - for the love of god,
stop asking me to
t r u s t y o u
when i'm still coughing up water
from the last time
you let me drown.
it was like you didn't even
care anymore,
and i 'accidentally' slipped
away when you let me go and i went
straight under the water of chaos,
hurt and sorrow.
the waves of emotion k i l l me;
so don't ask me to trust you.
i've lost trust in anyone these days -
for in reality, n o b o d y stays.
YOU ARE READING
intoxicated // poetry || 01
Poetry[ book 01 - completed ] emotions are not meant to be bottled up, and i knew at the second your breath intoxicated my lungs, that emotions were meant to be wild, spread out, and if you can survive the journey, it'll be one hell of a story. ███████...
