A feeding frenzy has laid waste to a brilliant,
Rotting and stagnant.
Take your hands off of me.
Nail beds and chapped lips leak beyond this murky veil,
This too shall pass-
Eventually.
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Lux
PoetryIt's okay to hate yourself, everyone else hates you too. All poems that contain mentions of child sexual abuse are asterisked. I do not want to delete any entries, so there are more mediocre poems in the beginning. Entries progressively get better (...
