you stripped me raw with such blasé words. an ache in my chest, i clutch my breast now and wonder when did my facade begin to slip?
raw
Category: thoughts
anxiety
anxiety: anxiety has my mind going a mile-a-minute. i am speeding down a highway going 200 on a 55 road. i am frost burnt as i stumble in the woods reading Robert Frost. my brain is aching as if i have been at the gym all day.it has became a struggle to fall asleep now; the lights [...]
like a storm
You came to me like a storm; Licking up my skin, and tracing secrets on my flesh like a fading mist.
my pride
part the hair from my forehead like you would to my pride: even-out the stubborn curls and gently kiss away any lingering doubts.
12:51 am
i stay up all night, to write love poems.
Mecca-Amirah Jackson 