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i toy with the idea of buying a bus ticket to somewhere on the west coast to a place i would be new to to a place where i could be as invisible as i like i don’t know what is stopping me from being a burlesque dancer in Portland but I keep spending my money on cigarettes and **** and all i do is smoke and cry and love and i need to get out of this house that has become such a miserable place to be such a miserable place to live but when it comes down to it i’m more likely to **** myself than flee
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Nov 9, 2017
Nov 9, 2017 at 5:24 PM UTC
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i toy with the idea of buying a bus ticket to somewhere on the west coast to a place i would be new to to a place where i could be as invisible as i like i don’t know what is stopping me from being a burlesque dancer in Portland but I keep spending my money on cigarettes and **** and all i do is smoke and cry and love and i need to get out of this house that has become such a miserable place to be such a miserable place to live but when it comes down to it i’m more likely to **** myself than flee
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20/Non-binary/Maryland
Nov 9, 2017
Nov 9, 2017 at 5:24 PM UTC
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