Golden Scar

Netashi

  Drowned pillows 

 

Yearn - have an intense feeling of longing for something, typically something that one has lost or been separated from

 

  • You’ve forced my body to imprint on my bed 

I want to evict you from my head 

  • Your laugh, your voice, your troubles i fell in love with you somehow 

When I hear you these days i get scared now 

  • Late night calls till one of us slept, i’ll miss those sessions

You have cured my insomnia but prescribed me depression 

  • Lovesick or lovestruck I don’t know and i don’t care

I caught these feelings i didn’t push away hard enough now all i have is despair

  • You’re  brick in my mind you weigh heavy on my soul 

You’re filled with insecurities like me you, feel like you aren’t pretty even though you are told 

  • You’ll pop in my mind seamlessly and annoy me like an unwelcome splinter 

I’ve met a beautiful women and we don’t talk no more since the death of winter

  • Author: Ernie (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 13th, 2023 13:19
  • Comment from author about the poem: I miss you so damn much i will surely text you happy birthday. Please for the love of god i hope you feel like shit when i text you. You didn't text me n my birthday 0.0000000001% of me wanted you to and you didn't. I'm happy you didn't though it will help the healing process come more easier. I have yet to dream about you so that's good. I never knew why i didn't dream about you while we talked or after i guess it doesn't really matter, guess i should've just enjoyed you more and lived in the moment, I mean i did but what i mean is maybe i should have not worried about it. I do hope you checked up on that diesel apprenticeship and i hope it pays more. I hope this is the last i have to write because texting you the other goodbye hurt like a motherfucker - From Netashi PS. i have no ill will towards you and wish you well
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Comments1

  • Kiera

    You have cured my insomnia, but prescribed me depression. That is one powerful line! i really like it. I hope that 0.0000000001% of you comes to learn, that even though THEY weren't there, You decided to be there for yourself. and you are worth so much



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