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I'm encalsped In a hollow casing
Cloudy and holographic.
A prism of shifting light
I'm not quite sure where the exit is
Though I'm not quite sure I want to leave  either
I just sit in this desolate dream with my phone, scrolling
Waiting for a text something anything
Because to be wanted is everything.
Once every while a thousand hands will reach to pull me out but i resist.
Your lustful words glue each chamber of my heart into a messy lump of flesh similar to a carcass but with your name scribbled all over it
I like the cycle I feel every day
The fevered peak of only what I can describe as bliss and agony then descent into questioning what my love truly is and deep depression.
I'm afraid to say no
I'm afraid to leave
Because I'm afraid this bubble of air and pathetic potential is all I have
And if I loose it,
if I loose you I have nothing
I feel like I always write my best poems lately at night 🫠
Bonnie simmonds
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Bonnie simmonds  14/F/England
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