Poems from ghosti
I can not sit back and
stay quiet any more.
I have been a silent
member, I have been a
quiet member, I have
been a shadow of a
member...
You tell me I am so good
at changing- so good at
taking advice and doing
better. I should not have
to change. I should not
have to...
Self-reflection is a rocky road.
Sometimes ignorance truly is
bliss, but I am not sure if I would
rather be poisoned and unaware,
or...
I almost thought for a
moment that I did not
love you. That I somehow
managed to miss the
boomerang I threw a
long time ago. That I ...
My skin hates me more
than I hate myself.
All of these sores form
words that taunt me-
it itches, it burns, it crawls,
I can not...