I'm not mad
I'm fucking furious
How dare you
Put me in an uncomfortable place
when I have absolutely nothing
to earn a place here
I'm trying, aren't I?
so why don't you see me
making a fireplace out of twigs
I'm doing the best I can I promise
- don't give up on me yet
YOU ARE READING
surviving the storm
PoezieA collection of poems meant to soothe and release the pain from the rainy days
