Poems from Alina V

I am a young aspiring writer and poet who dabbles in a variety of hobbies. Writing has been an outlet for me to fully express my pain, trauma, and happiness in a literal and figurative sense. I hope that my work can somehow resonate with you. :)
It's Saturday I wake up  Mom knows Breakfast shows up at 8   It's Saturday Dad's gone  Off to work Won't be back till late   Next morning...
My hands are like knives And my flesh the meat   I carve my body Aching in defeat   Again and again Each slice is a blow   To the touch is...
Perhaps it was all a dream Perhaps it was my life unfulfilled 
Makeshift my body Played all the parts Left me for better To which you depart   Stomped on my fortress Tainted by lies Cradled in darkness...
I tried to kill two birds With one stone And ended up killing myself

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