Mom,
You're drunk again.
Mom,
You're high again.
Mom,
He's left again.
Mom,
You've hit me again.
Mom,
You're sorry again.
Mom,
You're sober for once.
Mom,
I'm still a corpse.
Mom,
I'm starting to rot.
Mom,
You're climbing now.
Mom,
You're struggling now.
Mom,
You're not moving.
Mom,
You're swinging.
Mom,
We're together again.
Mom,
We're dead again.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Poems for the Depressed
PoesíaJust sad poems I come up with. *Some are sexual so please beware.*
