Poems from Insatiable
Technically there was no gun.
There was no knife.
There was just
us
And our depression
We were
alone
Yet together.
It was us
Against the...
When I was little I was always told to use my words, but maybe there are better things
You see it's hard to associate a word with a concept...
Running from, yet to
Car, door
Searching the holder and finding it empty.
Running back to the window and peering in, only to realize
I...
I realize now it was probably a bad decision.
There was no plan.
We were just living in the moment.
Making discoveries.
Exploring new...
Do you truly understand what it means to be locked away?
You see all my life, I have been stuck without even realizing it
It’d been fifteen...