02/22/2022 - 14:43
my neck hurts
every day i look up
and watch the world go by above me
i cut my hair to make the weight of my head lighter
my ancestors scold me
but i have to sacrifice
i sacrificed myself and now i'm here
watching my friends lives go on
watching my parents live unhappy
watching my urn stay still in the attic
alone
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i thought i was a child [a poetry book]
Poesia[trigger warning for suicide, csa, body horror, derealization/depersonalization, substance use, and graphic depictions of mental illness] from years of being in love with the wrong people to letting the world decide my fate, i've collected my poems...