Wish

i don’t want to eat the pizza

Dayleah Rose
Blue Insights
Published in
Apr 22, 2022

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Photo by Yuris Alhumaydy on Unsplash

it’s true; i don’t want to eat the pizza.

i want to throw this cup across the room but don’t have the strength.

i don’t want to come tonight.
i don’t want to talk to you.

every morning i swallow another headache

i start another fight unintentionally
and tear the relationship apart
piece by piece.

help me
i’m drowning

i have so many things to say but i can’t.

i’m frowning
but i’d rather be alone

you don’t know what it’s like
and we both wish you did.

maybe then i’d want to hold your hand and hear you say
“it’s gonna be okay.”

but until then

i’ll love you from afar

with fragments of my heart.

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Dayleah Rose
Blue Insights

A poet writing quietly, a writer studying vigorously, and a student living in poetry.