Poems from Damiia
You used to read me like a book, unbeknownst to the strength it took to make it look like I was ok.I let love in but what good is being a...
This skin is not my own; it's not a place I call home.
Not somewhere I can be me, not a place where I can be free.
Acid rain pierces my...
Speechless...
That sudden moment when all logical thought is eradicated from your body.Shocked when you here those condemning words.
As...