Poems from thegardenofweeds
I found a weed in the garden
and called it
"a beautiful flower"
but they smacked my hand
and called it
"disgusting"
"a pest"
"...
I am screaming.
I am screaming.
My words clog my throat like a rag.
Stuffed in violently,
So as not to come out,
But simply be
There
A...
A sky erupts in a thousand lights
They shimmer They twinkle
Reflecting the moonlight
Upon the water, bright, like a secret not kept.
This...
I remember trying. I remember trying so hard to be happy. To be nice. I remember spilling the water on the bed. I remember the anger - my...