bloodied gauze & medicine
& antiseptic, broken skin
so sorry for the mess i've been
but sure i'll be here once again
seroquel, a tear-stained sheet
a work in progress, incomplete
running low on ragged feet
100 miles through snow & sleet
staring in the mirror, mad
she just makes me so fucking sad
screaming that it hurts so bad
to look just like my fucking dad
YOU ARE READING
lost in space on a page
Poetrya collection of poems i wrote when i was sad and needed to get things off my mind, written about the girl inside my head
