fox-bug
fox-bug
Fox_bug
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Poetry, thoughts and maybe drawings of a 16 year old artist :)
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fox-bug · 7 months ago
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I’m a bunch of paradoxes stuffed into a body
I like being happy, but when I am I feel guilty
I love company, but I feel best when I’m alone
I like myself, but I despise who I am
I like to sleep, but I stay up at night
It’s difficult to be both, the listener and the talker, the black cat and the golden retriever, the sun and the moon, because even though I am both, there will always be something missing. I will never be whole.
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fox-bug · 7 months ago
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And I’m done Because this has ruined me for far too long Because I want to be gentle Because I’m done biting
This sadness won’t get to kill me any longer
Enough is enough.
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fox-bug · 7 months ago
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I sit in a pile of broken glass And I feel so helpless Because there are too many shards for me to put back together I get cut while I sit, when I try to leave or when I pick them up
So I remain still, seated in my pile of glass Longing, hurting, alone
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fox-bug · 7 months ago
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“I no longer know if I wish to drown myself in love, vodka or the sea.”
-Franz Kafka
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