Poems from tangledbelle
Boh.
Or is it bho?
I don’t know.
It’s one or the other.
And either way it’s the answer
to every asked and unasked question,
a simple noise...
How could you forget last time?
Remember the pain?
The manipulation?
You were pulled in every way.
(But look at that smile!)
Yes, very...
When I look in a mirror,
I don't see that girl in the movies,
the beauty all the guys are after,
or even the nerd, hiding a banging body...
Eyes blink shut into protective blackness
as a steadying breath sputters out at my lips.
The blood pulses in my ears
a drum beat, a mind-...
I want out so badly.
Mom, I know you’re proud of me, that I have not cried in front of you
every time I see you since you told me my dream...