Poems from Polkaspottedsweater
Nothing is wrong
But everything is
Everything is empty
I am empty
Aside from the pain,
I am hungry
Wanting
Needing
But what?
Looking down
Left
Right
No eye contact
They are looking
They must be looking
Something is wrong
Something must be wrong
Oh goodness,...
My story is strange,
It goes on forever
The past is easily forgotten
But it actually never is
The flesh still feels the wounds
The flesh...
That she is me
Her hair glistening in the sunlight
Making red and gold out of the brown
Her legs white as clouds
Becoming the shade that...
The snake and the poison
The claws and the scars
The fire and the burn
Swift!
But not really
Painful!
But not really
The poison
Scars
Burns...