I have gone this path
The surroundings are familiar...
Hit me, hit my face,
Hit my body with no grace...
The Battle of Love
I am a battlefield...
The dreams of death and darkness
Swirl around my mind...
Such emptiness
And loss of soul...
***I am struggling with bulimia and this poem...
“What’s wrong?†I hear from...
When I saw you
I thought you wanted my love...
We were laying there
It was late on Friday night...
The sky felt dense,
The mood it gave off...
Cancer is so f——ng dumb. It’s like okay...
Dope...
I live in patterns of
misguided energy...
I carry shame
like a beloved companion...