rip me away from my position
i don't belong outside of my body
xenophobia develops in young minds
totally encapsulates like a black cloud
over and over again, the dark droplets
never stop their vicious assault
stab me, over and over again
leave my discarded body on the side
apart from those who have known me
pretty, the situation is
sucky
YOU ARE READING
this fantastical world is too surreal (poetry #5)
Poetry"a rustle crackles underneath jackboots crossbow tight in hand she breathes one final breath before he pulls the trigger" you know the drill
