vomit | poem

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you will

not know a

life like

mine

until

your body

has been so

inhumanely

violated

more than

once

when each time

the villain

left

vile words

that

left

a vile feeling

in your mouth

you will

not know

a life like mine

until

you have spent

your

whole

life

knowing nothing

but

dishonesty

as a

mean to get

by?

where caring for

someone

called for

a

daily whipping?

where

the place you should

feel safe

is the

only place

you

wish

to be

away from?

to grow up

learning

that your

soulmate

will only be

green

and

that

4 letters

to a

wretched word

never prevail

and

that

these

few

events

have drained

all meaning

from

the word love?

i

have spent

so long

apologizing

for what

i

am

not

but no more,

i wish to

grant release

to my lungs

and split open my ribcage

so that i

can

finally breathe

?

-n.c

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