Candles No One Lit
Not every birthday feels like a celebration.
By Ruth DPublished 4 months ago • 1 min read
Heart racing,
body aching,
fingers shaking,
God, save me.
It’s my birthday today,
but who gives a fuck anyway?
About This Poem:
This poem is from my poetry collection, Pretty Painful: A Journey Through Pretty and Painful Thoughts, available on Amazon.
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