positivity is a stern guide dragging me across the floor by my arm
and i am deadweight refusing to look your way
simultaneously, there is no refusal on my part
you are worse than heroin
you are worse than cocaine
if you are good for me, why do you hijack my brain?
all my logic, all my senses
completely down the drain
stupidly pessimistic
and i wish i could concentrate
i won’t let myself let you go this time
i don’t care what it takes
i won’t let my silly self sabotaging brain
have an assist in making this dissipate
i’ll do all the hard work because i know
deep down maybe you feel the same
we don’t say the words but it’s written in the areas that are gray
and i can say i trust you without speaking in vain
we have a second try so try i will
im just stringing words together
hoping one day i can say this to your face
because you are my favorite, still
-g.m.t.
About the Creator
g.m.t
bare bones,
here are rests the things ive wrote,
to purge, to mend whats broke.
read, or dont. <3
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