resting on burning ceilings
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emery_ sophie was here :)
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idk how this turned out.

resting on burning ceilings

my lips

my lips don't

my lips don't blurt

my lips don't blurt,

my lips don't blurt, the truth

my lips don't blurt, the truth twisting my

my lips don't blurt, the truth twisting my tongue

i

i can't

i can't breathe

i can't breathe-

i can't breathe- there's poison

i can't breathe- there's poison in my lungs

there's shadows

there's shadows showering

there's shadows showering my

there's shadows showering my skin

there's shadows showering my skin,

there's shadows showering my skin, like

there's shadows showering my skin, like screeching

there's shadows showering my skin, like screeching mist

no

nono

nonono

nonono i can't

nonono i can't let

nonono i can't let you

nonono i can't let you in

nonono i can't let you in-

my words

my words,

my words, they falter

my words, they falter what am i supposed to say

my words, they falter what am i supposed to say?

i can't just string

i can't just string choked

i can't just string choked up

i can't just string choked up sentences

i can't just string choked up sentences from pain

my eyes

my eyes still linger

my eyes still linger,

my eyes still linger, on the

my eyes still linger, on the empty canvases

and on

and on all of the messages,

and on all of the messages, i

and on all of the messages, i never

and on all of the messages, i never did

and on all of the messages, i never did send

nobody

nobody hears

nobody hears,

nobody hears, my silent screams

i'm

i'm losing

i'm losing myself

i'm losing myself,

i'm losing myself, but nobody

i'm losing myself, but nobody sees

why can't i just be

why can't i just be

why can't i just be someone else

why can't i just be anyone else

why can't i just be anyone else?

i'm just a broken mess

i'm just a broken mess,

resting

resting on

resting on burning

resting on burning ceilings

resting on burning ceilings.

a/n: honestly, i don't even know what this is- i feel like i'm just writing emotions in sentences that make sense to me, but at the same time i feel like i'm speaking gibberish lol. also, i deleted my last poem because i just didn't like it that much if that makes sense? idk.

a/n: but anyways, thank you all for reading this piece. i'm so grateful for all of the love and support on everything i write :)

-emery <3

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