Day: May 23, 2022

I know you’re annoyed because I love myself more than you.

I feel you twisting under my skin, but you don’t have a clue.

My bones burn in agony, my face flushes like a hundred suns.

How foolish of you to presume that someone like me

Could ever fall for “the one”.

Men have tried to crawl into my ears and eyes for years,

But as soon as the taste hits my tongue, it all disappears.

My irises blossom like forests, my heart smells like flowers.

How silly of you to expect that someone like me

Could ever be easily devoured.

-Jackie