Poems from elizabente
// stop the SHAMEbecause I am whiteI feel ashamed // because I have moneyshame presses in again // the p r o b l e mdoes not lie in...
This isn't me
I am out here
I am not here
This body
I don't know
Whose it is
He came in daylight
He came as a friend
He came as a game...
I hope
I always remember
As I sit on the bathroom counter, footsteps falling underneath the floor. Leaning my elbows on my crossing...
There are times
Times of happiness and times of joy. Moments that I feel like the sun.
But you can't look at the sun.
The sun
It...
I want to know what your hands feel like on my skin
But I'm scared I'll like it too much
I want to be a crime scene
Dusted for fingerprints...