Hatred

I don’t hate you, For so long, I just wanted to be saved. From the ongoing tornado that is me. I figured that I couldn’t do it. These paper towns and paper people surrounding us, all slipped away, Soggy and pieced together. While I looked down at my wrist, I knew what I wanted to kill away was not my self. But something deeper in me, my being, something tagging along, stuck to my inner true soul.