for Gio
you have me wrapped up
and bound so tight
within your grasp.
i don't like
the look in your eyes
as you peer over my shoulder.
every inch i move,
i can hear you whisper,
"wrong."
every ounce of courage
i ever had, or ever will have,
continues to be ripped away
by your greedy hands.
with you, i'm in a cell.
if these walls could talk,
they would tell me
that every move i make
is wrong,
just like you.
YOU ARE READING
letters i'll never give you
Poesíahere lie the letters i am too cowardly to deliver to the proper recipient. you may read them instead. also includes dreams, notes, and random blurbs.
