Aspiring poet, hoping to be relatable and share the world.
Thankyou to the first cal; the one made because of what you saw. Three little ones’ unattended, their guardian has neglected.
By Barbara White3 years ago in Poets
Side character, Ugly stepsister , Odd little caricature, Wish I were slimmer, Face thinner, Just like the Insta pictures,
The mask I’m wearing, is suffocating. Air no longer flowing. A hand around my throat. And it won’t let go. Bruised skin, head starts to spin.
My innocent heart defiled,I-I was but a child. Not knowing the dangers you hid behind your bedroom door. Not realizing that they were needle tracks you wore.