Poems from Slient1
My voice comes from my circumstances and heart. I try to leave how I feel in every stanza, but I'm not really a poet.
HOW SELFISH ARE YOU
ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?
WHAT ABOUT YOUR CHILDREN
WHAT ABOUT YOUR SAFETY
THAT SHIT ISNT LOVE
ITS JUST A SHITTY EXCUSE...
buring ashes
wet cheeks
shaky hands
your hand on my thighs
tight lipped
nightmares
as I drift to sleep
i see your smiles
1,2,3
7,8,9...
Say what you want to say,
'cuz when your dead you can't say nothin'
like how you hate that boy
or feels distrubed when he's around
or how...
I believe I was only 6 when you were born
My first little sibling
I remember holding you in my arms
and being told,
"be careful, with the...
Dear Dumb Diary
When I need someone to talk to no one listens,
So I write in you.
The best parts of my day
And the things I can’t say
You'...