i realize it’s really happeningand in a split secondfear drops into my stomachi brace myselfno matter how hard i tryi am never preparedi am always surprisedcaught off guard by how deepthey carelessly sit within meleeches in my throatthat weren’t there beforesquirming when i breathei feel everythingtrying to focus on anything elseevery time i try to calm downmore crawl out of my mouthi close my ...

lovesickOf fevered sunsets  daydreaming that we’ve never seen the sunrise. Sick of this miserable moon longing boys and broken hearts Sick to the brim of getting out of sorts when you put your dirty hands around my neck And now I see love as Procne, Tereus and Philomela not as [upstanding example] Sick of my parents’ love sometimes we all feel such as incommensurate matches  Sick that I cant lo...