Poems from 15cfisk

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fighting crohn's disease and depression one poem at a time
I spend my 21st birthday alone Fitting - I've spent most of this year alone, too This evening, like all evenings, consists of pawing...
jesus, I wish I didn't care so much  
she's too soft and fragile to call it "fucking"  she has to say "making love," like she's some 1940s telephone operator who's sneaking out...
hi, honey "honey" - that's funny I used to write these poems for someone else, someone much different than you I have no one to call to...
the universe keeps telling me "I hope you find somebody" and I don't have the words to say "I won't" because I'm so irreparably damaged, so...

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