Poems from Ramona
Are you aware of a very important fact?
You, yes you,
The person reading this poem.
You, well you’re beautiful
Inside and out...
There’s red paint running down the walls,
And you feel about three inches tall.
Cause everything you know is falling apart,
You...
There will always be someone...
As you run the blade across your skin, one last time.
As you swallow the last pill.
As you sink...
Let the taste fill your mouth.
As you drink ounce by ounce.
Feeling your self-control
Withering by the second.
Yet its what...
There’s this girl in the mirror…
And she’s beautiful.
I look the other way,
Thinking “I am nothing compared to her…”
But I come back.
I...