Poems from Kerr
Life is not lived on two ends of the spectrum
It's never entirely black or white
Yes or no
Good or bad
It's important to learn that life...
Yet again the voices come
They call to me
Suffocating, destroying
They hold all the power
And I wonder
Where has my strength gone?
But...
And the marks you leave on me are no longer fingerprints, but scars.
The feeling of my forehead pressed against yours
Your touch, as always, making my heart soar
To be completely honest I'm a little nervous...
It's been another long night
With another hard fight
That I endure alone
Because so few know
And nobody cares
That my skin tears
When I'm...