i'm burning wake up burning drenched in stale sweat filthing it i'm burning up inside alive i'm burning up hung over hot flash symptoms of menopause exact align, and why some queen i am can't tap back in pharmacy's closed, can't afford again, doctor's phone, unplugged again, hardly afford to eat let alone walk the streets alone confused afraid of repetition of depraved conditions, now i spin on empty whim, stomach empty again, and why? some queen i am one tap run dry felt like a die cast on two sides one seven, one two, no consequence of laughter other than the split of sides my body swiftly finds the sweat of him, rat down the stair, a hero once, in anger, now my cry scares him, amid the morning vapor, took a mourning spit to dead leaves churn again i also anger, hungry, some queen

june woke up and wrote then ames took control and angry flowed at us so much while cooking up a meat and egg and i cried so much i love him but he knows everything and keeps it inside i feel like death dw i will not die, I found her sobbing on the couch, intermittent ouch like we ate up the undercooked ground beef and cried so much again he goed away again she goes away alone again a little bug stupid and trying to pick up the reins again my broken love this life no way he said no way up only down like sound of water trickle low waste water that's my soul untied unbuckled like they both let go nothing but tv snow broke knick knacks table of no jumping only jacks, pinpricks of caltrops scattered that, repent the cyclops gathered up my name sea dragon cursed my ass again

"Pick up the phone, pick up the phone," voice-dial, love will never answer this, "I love you, ratbitch. Sorry I keep missing it; you off your meds again? I'll find you, stay alive; you got this," to replay this message please press nine and I will find you then, lost in the undergrowth like when I dropped my keys, and only you could scry them, seven hours freefrom flashlight hidden eye, I spied, you crouching in a ditch, taking a shit; poor thing, just knock again, I'll answer; you don't deserve it, but I know I'm responsible, I slayed your master; your silent goddess, did you ask her this? still stuck on read with no reply, ghost love cast aftermath disaster girl you're crushing it

true story #poems
and I miss her #poem
never kissed again #pome
lesbian bliss three weeks
#I'mStillMissingYou
#FindMeInYourBookmarkedPages
#AndRemindMeWhyWeFight
sing this Katherine
I still miss you so much
my dark-haired shepherd
find me, I will never quit
#ThisLandmassShapedByTears
and whiskeydrip