I am but a guppy,
Circling your fishbowl,
Seeing the only part of the world,
You want me to.
A part that is
As safe as it is dull.
& suddenly I wonder,
If an ocean full of sharks would do me better?
YOU ARE READING
Defenseless Against The Beast
PoetryNo one could snuff the light out of her. Well, no one but her abusive, narcissistic, vindictive swine of a mother.
