Poem "Tasting Bitter Air"
The air doesn’t taste right
It tastes a little bitter
I’ve been dotting my I’s
I’ve been scanning back then forth analyzing my lines
Still things don’t taste as sweet as they should
And I feel worn out whenever I have to see faces
And I feel stressed out no matter where my current location is
I know that I shouldn’t but I keep holding on taking everything personal I’m so sensitive
Instead of getting tattoos
Of my scars so I can show them to you
Letting them go
Would make more sense but my emotions say no
They won’t let go and it eats away at the happiness that I might know
It’s so damn easy to get addicted to pain but it is so damn hard to end the show
*
The air doesn’t taste right to me
Affecting my mind and what I choose to see
Bitter
It tastes a little bitter
I’ve been dotting my I’s
I’ve been scanning back then forth analyzing my lines
Still things don’t taste as sweet as they should
And I feel worn out whenever I have to see faces
And I feel stressed out no matter where my current location is
I know that I shouldn’t but I keep holding on taking everything personal I’m so sensitive
Instead of getting tattoos
Of my scars so I can show them to you
Letting them go
Would make more sense but my emotions say no
They won’t let go and it eats away at the happiness that I might know
It’s so damn easy to get addicted to pain but it is so damn hard to end the show
*
The air doesn’t taste right to me
Affecting my mind and what I choose to see
Bitter
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