Maternal InstinctsA Poem by Vertigo Cat1111‘I get this feeling whenever I feel good, it’ll be the last time.’- Phoebe Bridgers
10/8/2021 3:32 AM
Meeting you was like blowing off old boxes Things I’ve forgotten Washing off painful bloody messes And tangled up tired tresses It was like walking through a long dark hall and not fearing, clowning, chained, crying poltergeists at all I’ll say hi one more time then I’ll go to bed I’ll say bye one more time then I’ll address my head It’s throwing a grenade And running away I look for you in the spinning mirror room It’s tilting and twisting but you’re all I need You’re the tattoo on my fingers The maple syrup that lingers Cause I guess there’s no one I’d rather be lost in LA with I’ll take the cherry black lipstick for now It’s a different start Time to take a bow Just as peaceful as you seem But I’m just young but feel old and I’m keen Everyone’s got different stories Guess why I couldn’t sleep? I got rid of every picture cause I only wanted all of you Your smile Your brows Your voice Your thumbs up is so charming My walls And me are falling © 2022 Vertigo Cat1111Featured Review
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5 Reviews Added on March 10, 2022 Last Updated on March 15, 2022 Tags: VHS. Boxes. Clown. Ghosts. Chain AuthorVertigo Cat1111About🐱💙My biggest writing inspirations are Lorde, Gabbie Hanna, and Phoebe Bridgers. If you like any of them feel free to talk to me about it! Never be afraid to go on tangents to talk abou.. more..Writing
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