people tell me they love how raw my poems are but as soon as i step out from behind the keyboard i’m instantly called a ***** for expressing myself i’ve been called the ice queen my father agrees but my mother only asks when i’ll thaw out i tell her that ice remains as long as the surroundings are colder others tell me i have an old soul maybe i just believe in the things unseen the things between the lines the tears behind every poem i write are unseen and will forever remain behind the scenes
—a run-on poem because it’s 1:52 A.M. and i can’t focus —Chanel Tatum
i struggle to keep up with myself at times right now is one of those times. i can’t write, i think, and i can’t focus. not even on me.