Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Apr 14
i am the strength, the saftey, the fear.
i stay close, always near.
the one they call when things go wrong
the silence hurts, their screams a song.
the body aches, battered bruised
couldve been simple, had he refused
you
all those nights ago.
but he didnt know.
i keep them alive.
let the body thrive.
system poems part 1
The Blue Bottles
Written by
The Blue Bottles  15/Gender Nonconforming/The void behind Oklahoma
(15/Gender Nonconforming/The void behind Oklahoma)   
83
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems