I'm always your slave
with little gasps to nurture me
but halfway in
comes another time
my legs are thrown and paralyzed
all over again,
yet you still want more from me
while I struggle to breathe
in the toxins of your existence.
Some family...
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.
Bootcamp
I'm always your slave
with little gasps to nurture me
but halfway in
comes another time
my legs are thrown and paralyzed
all over again,
yet you still want more from me
while I struggle to breathe
in the toxins of your existence.
Some family...