"sleves" poems
I am Élodie.
I am a Human being.
I am a Girl
I am the third choice.
I am sometime the second.
I am never the first.
I am the depressif girl.
I am the girl who read lots a book.
I am the girl with the long sleves.
I am someone some people call "attention seeker"
I am girl
I am a human being.
I am Élodie.
I am broken.
Feb 11, 2015
Feb 11, 2015 at 10:34 PM UTC
underneath my sleves are the cuts
that made from yesterday's rain
the pain of yesterday are still here
the ocean touches my skin
and it hurts
the cuts bled
i opened my eyes and there
i was in the deep ocean
screaming, wants to live
but the anchor of yesterday's rain
keeps me pulling
I'm a fighter,
I'm strong
you left.
Feb 2, 2021
Feb 2, 2021 at 11:01 PM UTC