She wants to meet my family and friends
Consuming everyone except for the one holding her hand
I would let you kiss me, but you chose my mom
Drove off the road together and left behind a lot
Some clothes and ragged lingerie
Please do not steal the man I chose to lay
you are not even that pretty
just new to the city
and the mocking makes me sickly
I just would hate for it to kill me
YOU ARE READING
Accepting what I cannot
PoetrySynopsis After years of unresolved trauma, I have decided to write a book consisting of poetry that I have written in some of my deepest moments of self-reflection. Some bittersweet, others uncensored with raw emotion. I mention both the strugg...
