I fall so deep into the earth
Unable to show you just how much you are worth
I become the very thing I curse
And then I can’t stop the hurt

A runaway greenhouse effect
Mirroring the very thing I deject
Or hoping for any way to connect
A sinking Titanic from gorgeous to wrecked

Now I am laying on your ocean floor
With torn lace and silver but still rather poor
I’ve decorated disaster with devilish decor
Burned out, unmarried, but nothing much more

© Delia Ross. 2020

Mumbo jumbo for the one below. Sign post reads: Stop here

I don’t mean to hurt you. 😭😭😭

I don’t know why I hurt you. 😭😭😭

I don’t want to hurt you. 😭😭😭

I’m just a sinking man trying to make you drown with me. 😭😭😭

A drowning man is the most dangerous. 😭😭😭

I’m no good. 😭😭😭

You should just let me drown. 😭😭😭

*watches him drop a bottle while putting scuba gear on*

*catches bottle in the water*

*reads message in a bottle*

*cries* 😭😭😭

I know I’m a toxic little fuck. I know I make it impossible to be friends. I wish I knew how to fix me. I’m brokens. 😭😭😭

Psst I like the thing you did in your last poem. I know it’s called a thing but I can’t think what it’s called. I like doing it too (but you do everything better). I like you.

“I like you too”. But, I like you alot. “I like you alot too”. Okay, well maybe I like you more than alot. Like the whole pie alot, not just a slice. I like you whole” (the weird conversation we’d be having right now if you allowed me to talk to you). Because I iz stewpids and you iz smartz.

I don’t deserve your help. Let me die. 😭

Maybe I’d be more stable if you were really around. I’m scared. 😭

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