angst cycle (iii) — [V] (vi)

there’s a part of me
that’d like to read
her vent

i know she’ll be writing

i wonder
if she’ll ever show

but anyway
i have to clear this poison

poison because it’s unwanted
not because of what it is
i have to clear this poison

i feel like i’m the intro
to a hollywood cliché melodrama

i wish the bloody unsettling and unhappiness
wasn’t so bloody ordinary
i want to feel blood diamonds
not communal garden glass trinkets

weird that
how emotions
ignore my order