I sometimes chew on the top of my pens. I'm not really sure why.I think its because I'm always trying to keep myself from saying things to you that I've always wanted to say, but you would never let me. I really hate you for that. And to think of it gave me goose bumps...I just shaved my legs. I always knew that you poisoned my heart and my mind, but I had no idea that my body gives way to reactions to you even when you're not here. We are the same, me and you. I never realized it until this very second. I mean, how many other people write their poems in brown markers because any other color would hurt their eyes.Birth sign: Not entered
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