I want someone to tell me
I'm safe, I'm loved, it's okay to just be
I'm scared to be me, to be bold
I'm scared to be touched but want to hold
I want to be hugged
But I know I'll be bugged
I curl myself up
And take sips from my cup
Wishing I was in someone's arms
But I'm scared I'll be harmed
So in arm chairs I stay
Hoping to trust more someday
I want someone to care
To hold me and play with my hair
But I know what all that would do
So much pain and fear to get through
Can't help but throw a fit
But I'm working on it
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryI had this on my old profile, and it's been a while since I've shared my poems, so here's the new ones. Writing is my outlet. It's one of my only good coping machisms. The stories I write are escapism, but the poems I write are more about the feelin...
