It led to a knife,
drawing blood that permeates my life
all due to fear
hence routine and aggression;
all I was left to hear.
Now where can I run to
but the thoughts in my head
telling me to fly away far,
but how do I say a thing
to those who conditioned me?
YOU ARE READING
indoors.
PoetryWhat's a college junior to do when her young adulthood has been robbed of a rainbow of events, support, more than one tight bond, and life lessons? The birth of this collection of poetry.
