My arms feel empty no matter what's in them.
My head feels drowsy
It's dripping down my neck.
My hands have been shaky all night
Am I the one to blame?
For your actions.
Am I just being over sensitive?
That's what everyone says.
It's just a word
A smile and old word
Faggot
Why does it make me so upset?
I reach for a pencil, but I pick up a blade.
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Poems
شِعرThis is not a story!! This is a collection of poems that help me express what I'm thinking. I'm a trans man (ftm) and I like to write about it on here along with my mental health stuff. So have fun *****warning****** Tiggers May include: Depression ...
