I MISS YOU LIKE THE FLOWERS MISS THE RISING SUN
I NEED YOU LIKE THE OCEAN NEEDS THE MOON TO PULL IT ALONG
I LOVE YOU LIKE A WHORE LOVES BEING ABUSED
BUT I HATE YOU SOMETIMES FOR MAKING ME FEEL USED
-a.e.
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Safer In The Forest: A Book of Poems
PoetryWhen I first began therapy, my therapist told me to write poetry as a way to vent. There have been many times where I hit rock bottom, and writing made everything seem a little better. These are the poems I've written over the last year and a half...
it smells like grape juice and cigarettes.
I MISS YOU LIKE THE FLOWERS MISS THE RISING SUN
I NEED YOU LIKE THE OCEAN NEEDS THE MOON TO PULL IT ALONG
I LOVE YOU LIKE A WHORE LOVES BEING ABUSED
BUT I HATE YOU SOMETIMES FOR MAKING ME FEEL USED
-a.e.