Unrequited Love for a Mosquito

She is a mosquito

She just can’t get enough

I have blood too much blood

I’m full of it

It’s not going anywhere

I keep pumping it out

Shouldn’t it be going somewhere

I’m bloating, bigger and bigger

It’s seeping through the cracks in my skin

This is it, I’ll explode

I guess she didn’t want any more blood



Author: Jack Bennett

Born and raised in Torquay, England. 22 years old. Teeming with thoughts that need an outlet, working a full time job at his local supermarket. Unfortunately born a poet, he will most likely suffer from this contradiction most of his life.

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