I succumbed to the pressure
I danced with the devil for five seconds and I kinda liked it
am I allowed to admit that?
am I allowed to admit that I’ve broken the rules a few times
that I’ve committed love crimes
and spread emotional instability like a virus
that me and my insecurities see eye to eye like an iris
am I allowed to admit that some of my wildest thoughts might land me in hell or in jail but I think them anyway
that I lost a bet in a past life that I still pay the debt on today
I’ve made minimum payments with maximum effort
I tried to be more like the good shepherd
but bad sheep find black sheep and make them feel wanted
About the Creator
barelyautumn
Just a blooming woman getting to the roots. I write to feel, heal, and express. Thanks for joining me on this journey 🌹
ig: @mxmentsofbloom &/or @kwhatevr
twitter: @kwhutever
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