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Jan 2018
I have lost my wallet two days ago
Where I misplaced it, I"m sure I know
A tainted soul found it's escape
And will attempt to take my place

But do they truly know my fear?
My anger, sadness, and joy here?
Do they know who I truly am?
Where I found myself to stand?

I know they cannot take my place
My love of blood, my disassociation
My mental disaster, my rented space
Transgender in-characterization

Hyper as a child, demon spawn
The universe took it's hold, moving on
I realize now the screams that torment me
Were my own as I tried to find who I be

Blood on my tongue, bra on my chest
I can at least go to sleep to rest
I've locked out everything for my safekeeping
If they sell my information, I'll wait a year
If they try to make fake money, I'll be here
I'll just lay in bed with one eye open, sleeping
Written by
Willow Ross C  24/Bigender/Texas
(24/Bigender/Texas)   
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     Demonatachick and Kaylee
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