I think I was misplaced
I think I belong anywhere but here
This is not where I belong but I don't know where to go
I'm stuck here
And I don't belong here
And I don't want to be here
But since there are so many places that are so horrible to be no one is going to listen to me when I say I should be anywhere else even if anywhere means nowhere
Even if anywhere means the ground
Anywhere means a grave for me to decompose
Because at least there I serve a purpose
I feed the soil and insects
At least there
I'm not pointless and misplaced
YOU ARE READING
Blood Stains
Poetry*trigger warning* I'm lost•I'm broken•I'm hurt•I'm sorry ~the ones marked "x" are about my struggle with food and eating~
