Genesis
Feeling of the hot tensions rubbing against my chest, laying down popped in the back seat n cruze 20 11.
Was I dead or alive? No feelings ,nor thoughts, just complete motionless
The numbness of my body fades into black hole,
Was it really worth living,
or was it all a dream...
My life was in his hands,
it was my choice to
act like excruciating penetration felt good or run in a city I'm not from.
This poem is about:
Me