my father always said that i was
too sensitive.
too emotional.
too delicate.
too fragile.
he said he didn't understand how
he could have made someone as
empathetic as i.
i always said my father was
too cruel.
too inhuman.
too hateful.
too vile.
i didn't understand how i could be
the offspring of someone as
nasty as he.
we are so close to being different
but too similar to be such.
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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...
