Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 2014
Get Out I'm Begging You
YOU MADE MY ******* KNUCKLES BLEED AND I CAN STILL FEEL YOU IN MY PORES WHY WEREN'T YOU HERE WHEN I ACTUALLY NEEDED YOU I DON'T NEED YOU ANYMORE GET THE **** OUT OH MY GOD
Anna Elizabeth Bailey
Written by
Anna Elizabeth Bailey  Charleston, SC
(Charleston, SC)   
312
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems