Trauma Poetry

I dont know how to be human anymore

this trauma is taking over and swallowing me hole,

i vomit it out using words that aren't mine.

my mind takes control,

while my cerebrum burns alive.

words race out of this mouth,

one hundred at a time.

i'm tired of being grounded,

for voicing thoughts that aren't meant to be known.

i'm tired of mom threating to call the cops,

all they do is shake me to make me cry.

i'm tired of vomiting,

these words and thoughts make me tired.

i voiced my thoughts,

now pills get handed to me by 9.

these pills make me sad,

so sad i could die.

it's because of this trauma,

the one olivia hollenbeck gave me as she promised to never lie.