Don't mention it
if you see a new dosage of anti
depressants in my pocket–
if you see another set of bruise...
Just don't look at it,
okay?
Don't question me
why my hair is once again one inch
shorter that it looked like
yesterday
because the acceptable answer is,
"life is full
of out of sight intentions, I think?"
In a blink
and without hesitation
I'll do anything to survive
it's better that I cut my hair short
not cut my life off
shortest
I can't die yet,
not with us like this;
in separate and desperate
for each other's embrace
YOU ARE READING
Dazed Off
PoetrySee what the young poet wrote in her old journals at only the age of twelve, and how her mental state progressively gets worse at age fifteen:) Collection of poems mostly about God, family, love, and hate to oneself. • most impressive ranking: #6 in...
