whispers through the dark
child in a bed
im okay
she tells herself
chatting on the bus
child in a seat
im okay
she tells her friend
talking in the classroom
child in a chair
im okay
she tells her form
shouting at the table
child on a bench
im okay
she tells the world
text on a screen
child on her tablet
im not okay
she tells the strangers
YOU ARE READING
Pulvis et Umbra
Poetrywe write our stories on the silver black clear canvasses of our lives these are my stories i build them so you can relate and perhaps we won't be so alone *** "I really love these poems. They help me find myself in worlds where there is no one lef...
