Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2014
I am a burden.
I am a burden’s burden.
I am baggage
airlines can’t even lose.

I am destruction.
every person who has ever said they love me-
regrets it.
I am a fire
and I
burn
them
all
up

I am child-
no longer

I am damage
that cannot be undone

I am apologies
but I am not
acceptance
Victoria Anne Noel Shinkle
747
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems