If I wake up and do not remember who I am,
Please god,
Do not tell me,
When I look down at my body and
Ask why there are more scars than freckles,
Lie to me. Do not bring up blades. Do not let
Me return to this addiction
Make up a story about my childhood. When I
Ask why food won't settle in my stomach,
Don't tell me it's because I've gone days
Without eating. Instead bring me into your bed
And whisper my past as edited as possible. Do
Not tell me the names of the people j have lost.
Do not point out mg flaws. Let me start over.
If I wake up and I no longer want to self destruct,
Do not remind me of who I was. Let me
Finally
Learn to love.
YOU ARE READING
The sad side of town
PoetryBasically this is a book of Poetry, quotes, love, hate, life, death, flowers and pretty girls, there will be lots of it and some I did myself. If there is anything you would like me to post about or add to my book, feel free to give me ideas or ask...
