Canada    killing me softly with his song, telling my whole life with his words; killing me softly with his song.

20/Gender Questioning/.    I wish there was a full moon every night, it's been so long since a saw that light. (that's a car seat headrest song). Me …

Philippines    an individual who uses words to both kill and save / truculent / you can now see what's inside my mind, get ready to read …

London, UK    I'm not a poet. I'm barely a human being.

Just writing

19/Cisgender/find me at a cemetery.    does growing up count as childhood trauma

22/Minnesota    If you could bring your imagination to life, or your thoughts? Would you be okay?