little soul
stuck between two sheets,
try to get up, please
will you
will you
come with me?
i've gone with these branches but a stem is missing for me to be a tree
your only job
is to make me feel something
when i see
a thing
so pretty
so pretty
make my eyes glow like i'm living in a windy city
cause when
you stay in bed, i walk
around
like a ghost
or an echo
untamed
only revive when i come home and you call out my name
so stay
with me, won't you? don't leak
over sides
or drip
on paper like
a nosebleed
you need to control your ruddy greed
when you
hold my hand and i see him
it's like
bathing
in the pastel
sun
and he shoots me right, his love is a starry gun
but he
says I'm too emotional, he thinks
i take
every little
thing
to heart
it's either you leave or i fall apart
so little soul
stay asleep on the pillow case
today
i might walk
around
oppressed
but he won't get a chance to tear apart my chest
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Annihilate
Poetrywhen i embody sadness i do not own the image on the cover. i found it on Tumblr.