Felling like sylvia plath
Written by Stargirl-ily
For the first time in a long while
I felt too much.
When I looked into your sad, tired eyes,
I saw my soul reflected through you.
I saw a whole world made just for me,
yet that world didn’t exist,
and it was never meant for me.
You were never mine,
my mind overthinks
and my heart carries a heavy sorrow.
Everything wonderful and incredible
you showed me was a lie,
even you yourself, darling,
even if you try to deny it,
you were a sham.
Now I’m alone in my room,
crying and trying to write poetry about you,
listening to Lana Del Rey in the background.
How could I rid myself of this pain?
I would be capable of opening my chest
with a sharp knife,
to take out and abandon my heart
so I wouldn’t feel again
the pain you caused me.
I am so naive,
because a broken person
fixed me at the worst possible moment,
only to break me again.
Now those eyes, which were so sad,
lonely, empty, and tired,
shine like the soft light of the moon,
they are as warm and sweet as honey,
showing and gazing,
not at a world, but a universe
that I am not a part of
and never will be.
Listening to music, I think I should
forget you, that you never existed,
and that everything that happened between us
was nothing more than a dream.
I miss you, my love, but you make me sick.
I hope someone better comes into my life soon,
someone who makes me feel
in control,
like standing in the warmth of a sunny day,
bathed in sunlight,
something as sweet, soft, and tender as honey,
something that never leaves me,
like you know how to do, darling.
