The purest intentions are my downfall.
I love you, isn’t that enough?
You are my favorite bad habit.
They buried my heart with you.
My crazy’s trying to spill out.
My truth fell on death’s ears.
Why would you deny my happiness?
What is the point? My happiness.
Going to bed smelling like you.
Six Word Story
How quickly you throw me away.
Is this a poem, a story, a life journey or the inner workings of my mind?
No one cares what I think.
I’m unmotivated, my muse abandoned me.
Here comes more darkness from me. 🤔
Tired of falling on your grenades.
Story or poem?
I can’t be me with you.
Side note: someone really needs to send me a link to the criteria of six word stories. I might be murdering them unconsciously.
Poem or story?