Everything burns.
i lean over and stare at the small abyss of my head.
criticism
My own. It's all my own.
They're talking about you.
That's what they say.
Always weak
Get stronger.
You're too frail
You're too big
To ever be loved.
to ever be wanted.
to ever matter.
Just fight though it.
I know you thigh stings.
I know your stomach is hungry
But you know you don't deserve it.
you don't deserve anything.
you don't matter.
Why did you ask for that?
you know its too Expensive
should I just buy my own food?
I'm just a waste of space anyways
Are you hungry?
no.
you never are.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoezjaThis 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 ...
