trauma fills my lungs,
it blocks my air ways so i can't breathe.
i hold my breath for days at a time,
i eventually vomit it out using words i can't discribe.
i scream and i cry,
i punch things and i kick.
i need to vomit out this trauma,
why do only pills help clear my mind?
YOU ARE READING
Trauma Poetry
PoetryPoetry about a girl named Olivia that traumatized me basically just me venting lol huge credits too @eren_spring bc i used a few of her poems<3 check her out she's amaizng
