Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Apr 2020
pain peeling like old paint
shedding onto the ground
the little chips make a mess
but i don't have the patience for them now
i walk around the falling pieces
trying to focus on whats underneath
but learning to be a new color
is harder than you'd think
youcancallmesierra
Written by
youcancallmesierra  22/F/i'm not really sure
(22/F/i'm not really sure)   
38
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems