Poems from maggieobrien
The dust flies up in piles, unwanted.
Coating my eyes in a layer of grit, of oblivion.
The grass is freshly cut,
just like at home...
I told my best friend I was diagnosed with depression, an anxiety disorder, and ocd
when I was 13.
Three months after trying to kill...
My body is a aching, trembling,
thinking about him. How he
held my shoulders down, then used his right hand to
squeeze the life out of...
I feel like I am drowning. Silently burning underwater
every time I try to breath, I remember
I must conserve my air.
Force it back...
I loved a boy,
who loved himself.
With my arms right around his body,
i felt cold.
He kept me at a distance, I complied. Lovestruck...