![]() Crashout BandicootA Poem by isellmysoultostrangers![]() heartbreak phase 3-hollow/languid![]() Dear diary It's day 7 without Adderall I sleep in a pile of freshly laundered but still unfolded clothes For breakfast I had a kiwi unpeeled Homework is due yesterday Perhaps I'll go back to sleep if I can stop bouncing my legs The bottom of this bottle where I keep the best versions of me when I didn't learn they prefer i exist silently cover up my personality Mask on when I wake up Hard to know the real version of me I memorized my lines played the part so expertly buried all my curiosity Ghosts drinking on the balcony smoking these cigarettes like they're good for me I thought I said that I would quit but that was before you were just a memory and it doesn't even matter what I say you'll still be gone at the end of the day My heart can't keep beating and all I ever am is sleeping I hope that she misses me when she tastes something sweet or am I the only one who's suffering? why wont you ask me not to leave please, show me that you cared While the next episode is buffering this house it has four walls cluttered up with all the things I own but it never feels like home because home is where the heart is and my heart's all alone I yearned for the ocean while you bled like a stone bound to this prison of crumbling bone this coast is my graveyard and you were my home I'm not just a mess I'm a natural disaster and I could have been all yours if you'd only let my rain soak into your pores I let my hopes outside to air dry and forgot where I hung the clothesline watching the words you wanted to say drifting out to sea from Yaquina bay My heart can't keep beating and all I ever am is sleeping I hope that she misses me when she tastes something sweet or am I the only one who's suffering? why wont you ask me not to leave please, show me that you cared While the next episode is buffering Your name popped up the other day still pinned to the top of my cashapp contacts list and for a moment I wondered how much I would pay just to tell you that the worst place I've ever been is added to your block list © 2025 isellmysoultostrangers |
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Added on April 29, 2025 Last Updated on April 29, 2025 Tags: sad, emo, emotional, heartbreak, lyrical poem, lyrical poetry, lyrics, poetry, emo poetry, emo poem, sad poetry, sad poem Author![]() isellmysoultostrangersPortland, ORAbout-PNW mtf creative emo girl- cloth gowns only 30 or 40 years old and I do not need this In college for computer science after a 12 year gap year. I dabble in leather-crafting, sewing, drawing, and .. more..Writing |