Poems from YBRJordan
something isn’t right.
i have bullet holes,
but they aren’t from fights.
i got stab wounds,
something isn’t right.
i got these tattoos...
i love you.
i’m in love with you.
you ruined every bit of happiness i thought i could try to have
and now without you, i’m scared i won’t...
i told you i loved you,
you said i wasn’t good enough.
you keep telling me i’m not shit, i’m not ever going to be shit—
but i put myself...
this pain is mentally and physically taxing,
but it’ll never be reimbursed for it.
try to name another bitch that’s been through what I’ve...
nobody is going to rescue you.
i’m stupid for thinking that hero could have been me.
but who saves the hero when the hero is getting beat...