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 🫠