In Thought of You, 2022
Polaroids, Poetry
you told me to sit down;
so i did
self loathing every second of it
every minute goes by
and I think to myself what is this
waiting for your approval
but i’m desperate to get out of it
you told me you needed me
i’m always here when you need me
but when i need you you’re never around
always telling me to cross my legs
and be a lady
most of the time i’m stuck
questioning my identity
questioning my relationship with you
it feels as if it’s not us, only me
wishing away at the thought of my future
everyone tells me it’s something to hope for
i need a future separate from you
my own identity
not attached to you
i hate myself for loving you
it’s always been you and me
never me and you
i want your attention
want to feel close to you
bending over backwards just to please you
never pleasing me
i always need your approval
i don’t know why i need it, but I do
stop telling me to smile
why would i smile when
you make me feel like shit
my body is aching trying to get out this
if you ever think to leave me
do it gently
although you cause me pain
the grief will be never ending
i’m trying to find the beauty in me
eyelids heavy from the lack of sleep
thoughts running from anxiety
i feel separated in my own body
it feels like you’re always watching
everywhere i go it’s eyes on me
never looking away
i used to think it was charming
but it’s sickening
i’m sick of looking into your eyes
the constant contact makes me realize
you think i’m an attachment to you
i’m not an attachment
just blew through a red light
your road rage scares me
always angry
never at peace
i hate that about you
it makes me want to leave
if we lived in a utopia
things would be different
you and me but you’re a lovely person
you have bad morals too
i don’t understand why
i feel so attached to you
it feels like we’re going back to square one
one day you love me
the next day you want me gone
i’m not sure i even love you
i feel like i can’t leave you
i could never be the bad one
the pain you cause me
i could never inflict that
not on you
not on anyone
every other word i say is sorry
i want to leave you
i have no one else
no one to turn to
no hope right now
not turning back
only looking forward
scared to be alone
but i’d rather be alone
than be attached to you
planting my feet on the ground
you’re not looking anymore because you’re not around
i’ve separated myself from you
not going back not for me and not for you
finally feeling pleasure on my own
not being forced to sit and moan
joy in my body
my body is my own
final thoughts to wrap this up
i have found myself and who i love
coming to terms with all the abuse
never turning back for you
i’ve done it once not doing it again
writing this, not in thought of us
In Thought of You