Poems from hannah5324
do you know whatyou area thornon a bouquet of rosesthat i holdto my noseand my finger is prickedand i bleedi can’t stand the smelli want...
There’s a cozy crevicemade for twobeneath my brain,my thinking tube,you’ll find a blanketon a chairtucked right inwith little carethe man...
My hands are bloodyFrom scratching at this wallI’ve been buildingFor yearsI thought it would be okayIt might protect me from the horrors...
Around mineLike the morning airDances around myFingertipsAnd let your body envelopeMineLike my blanket when I’m gettingCozyIf you could...
My body language
Speaking louder than my wordsMy body language slips through
The hole in my speech
And it knits my secrets
My thoughts
My...