day light ends and I am gone. '
gone away from every thing that I once dreamed
the blade cuts deep over every wound.
the scars that cover me are not all my own.
the hopes and dreams that I once lifted.
now a mist of disappointment.
when all you ever do is fail.
why don't you ever just give up.
its for the sake of you mother, brother, and lover
you know they'll cry at your funeral.
YOU ARE READING
poem's from the bathroom stall
PoetryA poetry book A collection of feelings written by a non-binary abuse survivor. A combination of the trauma and moving forward, both joyful parts and not so happy parts. This collection contains 30 poems and the author is now working on "Poetry is...
