Poems from Alina V
I am a young aspiring writer and poet who dabbles in a variety of hobbies. Writing has been an outlet for me to fully express my pain, trauma, and happiness in a literal and figurative sense. I hope that my work can somehow resonate with you. :)
It's Saturday
I wake up
Mom knows
Breakfast shows up at 8
It's Saturday
Dad's gone
Off to work
Won't be back till late
Next morning...
My hands are like knives
And my flesh the meat
I carve my body
Aching in defeat
Again and again
Each slice is a blow
To the touch is...
Perhaps it was all a dream
Perhaps it was my life unfulfilled
Makeshift my body
Played all the parts
Left me for better
To which you depart
Stomped on my fortress
Tainted by lies
Cradled in darkness...
I tried to kill two birds
With one stone
And ended up killing myself