i thought
you were
supposed to teach me
how to be
the best version
of myself
why did you
touch me
like you
did.
YOU ARE READING
untitled.
Poetrytrapped inside an endless dark hallway. i tried to find someone to help guide me but then i ended up chained up. chained up in a tree of guilt. letting leaves fall out and grow back. never staying still as they get pushed around by the wind of chang...
