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Apr 2019
a stranger of my own house

coming home feels like another never ending torture

another heavy breath

telling myself, it will be okay

telling myself, don’t be tired

Please tell those with broken bone

i am jealous

Please tell those that bleed

i am jealous

Because i feel like every bone in my body has broken

But my body wont be bleeding

I cant cry

I cant scream in pain

Please tell those with broken bone

I am jealous

Please tell those that bleed

I am jealous

Because people will rush to help them

Because people can see their pain

A smiling face with big appetite

No one can tell i almost **** myself last night
Trigger warning
Written by
Natasha Caroline
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