maybe they were right
when they told me i would never make it here
my feet don't seem to catch on the ground
because this body belongs in the sky
and i know it's stupid and illogical
i know it's wrong but
I've been looking for an out
a call back to somewhere familiar
somewhere warm
because the sheets i'm in are cold
and this bed is hard
YOU ARE READING
all blood, no tears
Poetrya collection of poems and some 3am thoughts from a broken soul *possible trigger warning* this story deals with sexual assault, abuse, depression, anxiety, suicide & addiction. if you are struggling, reach out. it's okay to not be able to do everyt...
