I hate that you’re beautiful on the inside in ways I’ve only ever written about, never discovered.
And I hate that you’re like me—coming out of something fresh.
Something you still miss.
Someone you still love.
Because I can’t even be upset over it
Or throw a fit
Or even let this go for fear of losing it.
Something you still miss.
Someone you still love.
Because I can’t even be upset over it
Or throw a fit
Or even let this go for fear of losing it.
I hate it because I can’t resist it.
And I know it’s unfair.
Know it’s unhealthy.
Know it’s what I deserve—
Looking to get lost in someone else.
Drown the sorrow with comfort,
Suffocate the empty parts with companionship.
And I know it’s unfair.
Know it’s unhealthy.
Know it’s what I deserve—
Looking to get lost in someone else.
Drown the sorrow with comfort,
Suffocate the empty parts with companionship.
Because you can’t feed the fire
And expect it to cease.
You have to cut it off.
Let the air be gone.
Choke the flames out until they die.
And expect it to cease.
You have to cut it off.
Let the air be gone.
Choke the flames out until they die.
But the fire feels so warm
And I’m not ready for the cold.
The fire burns so light
And I’m not ready for the dark.
And I’m not ready for the cold.
The fire burns so light
And I’m not ready for the dark.
The fire is both safety and danger
Risk and reward
But I keep braving this fire
And I keep getting burned.
Risk and reward
But I keep braving this fire
And I keep getting burned.
So how do you put out a flame,
How do you say no,
Draw the line down
In the sand of hearts that shift like a side winder,
Hearts that you can never fully know…
How do you stop the burn,
When you’re the one
On fire?
How do you say no,
Draw the line down
In the sand of hearts that shift like a side winder,
Hearts that you can never fully know…
How do you stop the burn,
When you’re the one
On fire?
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Relephant:
I want you to Revel in how you Taste, too. {Poem}
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Author: Brooklynn Bosworth
Image: Author’s own
Image: Author’s own
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