Will She Love The Rotten Flesh Poem by Aez NewHeller

I am made of
frustrations,
disappointments,
inconsistencies,
fake smiles,
explicit songs,
tear-stained pillows,
snot-filled tissues,
bad jokes...
It's a never ending list.

So I wrap myself with deafening laughters and seductive giggles,
Loud enough to cover the seemingly unneccessary dramas i have.
And when it gets tiring, I could simply be snob or be sarcastic,
Intimidating enough for them to keep distance and be safe from my toxic.

Yet here comes an amazing person
Way too amazing to be in my zone.
She went on a road more rough
She's flawed but she's tough.

It feels like a mismatch; I might spit poison when touched.
She loved me coz i appealed happy.
Now I can only pray that she will still stay
Even when i'm filled with sadness and start showing my mess.