Those people ripped me of my own skin and are trying to stuff me down inside an ill fitting human suit.
They say it's impossible to know how far from yourself you stand, but I know the exact distance.
I am 9806 kilometres, 5291 nautical miles, a 10 hours flight away from myself.
YOU ARE READING
Purple blush
Poetry''Everything you did to me, I remember. Mama, I made it out of your home alive, raised by the voices in my head. '' -Warsan Shire, Extreme girlhood
