on the curb
words limp beaten and bruised
from my lips
with eyes blackened
by what i've been forced to gaze upon
6 gays upon a street corner with
clothes as tattered and torn as their body
their fathers and mothers have become enemies and mere punching bags for their fathers' swings and swigs of alcohol
It hurts knowing you're the reason that your parents divorced
but its even worse knowing that if u weren't yourself things would be better
Poetry Slam: