Dressed Fancy,
Sipping Tea,
Dainty Cups.
Little Girl,
Speaks Aloud,
To Dolls.
No Response,
Maybe Crazy,
Hidden World.
She Laughs,
Drinks Tea,
Never Alone.
They're Alive,
She Knows.
YOU ARE READING
thoughts from a dark hole
Puisirandom poetry that i think of. poetry is my way of coping with my mind and learning about the world around me through the beauty of words. thank you for reading! TRIGGER WARNING FOR THE FIRST TWO POEMS - sexual and physical abuse, violence, CSA, de...
