tw: abuse
i didn't know how parents were supposed to be.
so when mine beat and neglected me,
i questioned nothing.
it wasn't until my friends would charm
over their fathers wits and mothers hugs
that i realized how futile my parents had become.
then, i craved to be showered in kisses
not cruel words or savage hands.
YOU ARE READING
poetry to make you bleed
Poetryif you've seen these in tiktok, don't worry, i didn't steal these!! my tiktoks are @writemeaway @herewefellinluv and i post these on there and vice versa:))) poems that i've written over the past couple of months, they are everywhere: favorable, so...
