Written February 17, 2018
It's just going on 10:43
And I absolutely can't fucking breathe
I'm just turning in these sheets
Feeling wretched hands all over me
I can still see your crooked teeth
And feel the weight of your leg
You choke me, I can't breathe
Though I cry and beg and plead
Dear God, I want to forget
I want to leave it behind
The memories and regret
Leave for no one to find
But I feel him all over me
I'm eleven all over again
And so clearly I can see
Why I'm so afraid of men
It's so hard for me to love
When all he did was shove
But I promise you I'm trying
So why can't I stop fucking crying?
-K.S.
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Poetry
PoetryJust a book of poems I write. Some will come with explanations, others might not. I just want some feedback on my poetry because I want to improve :)
