Tears spill taking memories with them
Electronic images broadcasted into the mind
Dulling senses and emotions
Reducing pain to a dull ache
Replacing all the hate
Making it empty inside
Cry
Scream
Beg
And plead
Nobody can hear you
Depression attacking in waves
Ruining the best days
So chain yourself back up little devil
Put back on the shackles
Clamp that metal collar back around your neck
Try not to struggle
Try not to think
Breath in and out
Don't panic
Just try to forget the chains
Drown out the clanking with loud music
And stare at your screen
Place that controller back in your hands
And pretend to be someone other than me
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PoésieJust some poetry I write about being ftm trans* and other stuff. Some unfinished, others finished. A mix of the good and the bad
