Poems from spaced_out
I’m so angry at you.I want you to feel pain.I want you to chokeon everysinglewordyou said to me.I want the loneliness and griefto find...
“I just want to go home.”
“But, you are home.
This is your bed.
This is your room.
That is your mirror that is not quite level
with the...
Isn’t it strange
how we feel feelings
in our bodies?
Like,
when I’m wracked with sobs
I feel it creeping into my lungs
saturating them with...
Home:
“The place where one lives permanently, especially as a member of a family or household.”
That’s the dictionary definition, at...
“I’m getting better.
Why can’t
you see that?”
I do.
I do I do I do I do I do I do I do.
But
I look at you
and can't help
but see lies....