No Prince On A White Horse Could Save Me
For eleven years I sit here in this duplex.
No husband, no friends, no job.
Misery, filth, stench, eats & mold.
Additional Resources
Get AI Feedback on your poem
Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
If You Need Support
If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741