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Jun 2016
Preoccupied with filling
holes in the souls of everyone else
Forgot how to nourish my own
for myself, I am hungry
You spoon fed me and I spit it out
I was adamant about not needing your help
But I lost the laughter too,
It was never just force feeding
It's summer and I am freezing

Preoccupied with filling
holes in the souls of everyone else
Forgot how to wake myself up
I can't remember how it feels to not love
I know what it feels like to be empty

and know that it is all your own fault

I forgot how to fill my own holes
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J  22/Gender Nonconforming/East Coast
(22/Gender Nonconforming/East Coast)   
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