Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Oct 2015
Can you hear me as i am breathing
feeling
such an emotion
broken, like the moon
i am discovered and have never been nurtured
i have never made good choices
even here, listening to the voices
inhaling these chemicals
and not confiding in these evangelicals
just kiss me, and take my poison
and as i manipulate
you will not just stipulate
never loving me
no one ever wanting to see
i am not crazy, just a bit bizarre
and to this ongoing hell
the end is very far
Anastasia Anderson
Written by
Anastasia Anderson  Magnolia, Tx
(Magnolia, Tx)   
342
   mike dm
Please log in to view and add comments on poems